Breaking Free

Ever felt smothered by everyone else's idea of what your life should be like? Have you ever just wanted to say "Stop! It's my life!" to those closest to you? We all have, haven't we? I bet you were too afraid to do it though. So you kept your mouth shut, and did exactly what you always told yourself you would never do: you followed the rules set by people who don't really know you, and let THEM control your life. But what could happen if you finally just said no? If you decided to follow your own dream? Would something amazing happen? Would you fall in love? Would you find what you've been looking for your whole life? What could happen if you just...broke free?

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15. Here For You

The next day, Belle's hands were shaking as she put on her seat belt in her white leather first class window seat.

What the hell am I doing, she thought to herself, I can't go to London by myself! I don't belong on a worldwide tour, I've never even had professional singing lessons! Oh gosh, I need to get off this plane, I need to--

"Love?" Niall's calm voice interrupted Belle's inner turmoil. She jerked her head up to look at the attractive blonde. He was standing next to her seat, closing the carry on cabinet above her row of seats. Her eyes were wide with fear and she was still shaking with nerves. "You alright?" He asked.

"I-I don't think that this is a good idea Niall, I mean you guys are just so famous you probably need someone better to open up for you, not me, I-I should leave, I should--"

"Woah, woah, calm down babe," Niall interrupted Belle's nervous rambling soothingly, easing down in the seat next to her. "You're just psyching yourself out, you're going to be fine." He put his hand over hers and her shaking stopped almost instantly at his gentle touch. "We've told you a thousand times, your voice is amazing. We want you on this tour. And besides," He grinned and winked cheekily, "You've got us around to keep you out of any trouble."

Belle chuckled and turned her hand palm up, squeezing his own tightly. "Thanks Niall." She said genuinely.

Niall looked down at their conjoined hands and smiled, blushing bright red. He laughed lightly and leaned forward, pressing his lips to her forehead. "No problem love, anytime."

With that, Niall stood up and started to walk away. "Hey where are you going?" Belle shouted, not wanting to be left alone.

Niall turned back around to face her, his hands in his jean pockets. "I'm just sitting two rows up babe, with Zayn, don't worry!" He started to turn away again, but Belle's voice interrupted his walk yet again.

"But who's sitting with me?!" She shouted nervously.

"That would be me!"

Belle heard Louis before she saw him, shouting as he slid into the seat beside her with a grin on his face. Belle wanted to groan but she knew that would be mean. It wasn't that she didn't want to sit with Louis, things had just been awkward between them given that they had slept together after drinking too much just two nights ago. And then yesterday when he had chased her down on the street, she was afraid she had seen something in his eyes. Something that...shouldn't be there.

Belle turned to look at Louis and, as always, was taken aback by his gorgeous eyes. They were blue, but not your everyday average blue. It was the blue that the ocean looks like right at sunrise, with the sun coming up and barely even reflecting on the water, but just enough to make it shine.

"See?" Niall said, interrupting Belle's thoughts and making her jerk her head back to him, still standing in the aisle and smiling. "You've got Louis to protect you, and I'll be back around in a bit don't worry."

"You promise?" Belle asked.

Niall chuckled and winked at her slyly. "I promise babe." With that, he took a few steps and sat down just two rows up in his seat beside Zayn.

Belle sighed and leaned back in her seat, looking out the window at the airport terminal. They were supposed to be taking off in about ten to fifteen minutes. She tapped her fingers nervously and gripped the leather armrests. A minute or so later, Louis chuckled beside her and she jumped, so absorbed in her own thoughts that she'd basically forgotten he was there.

"What?" She asked brusquely, annoyed that he was laughing at her.

Louis just held his hands up in defense as he said, "Nothing love, you just look kinda cute when you're nervous."

Belle's jaw dropped with an audible 'pop' and she narrowed her eyes at Louis. "I'm not nervous! I'm just...anxious, that's all." Belle lifted her chin with an attitude and crossed her arms, looking out the window again and feigning nonchalance. Louis just laughed again and mumbled, "Whatever you say love."

Out of the corner of her eye, Belle could see Louis on his phone, tapping away furiously. She wanted to turn her head and snoop to see what he was doing, but that would only encourage him to tease her some more, so she restrained herself.

A few seconds later, Belle heard her own phone ping. She furrowed her eyebrows as she pulled it out of her jacket pocket. Surely Louis hadn't just texted her when they're sitting right next to each other.

As Belle looked at her phone she saw that it wasn't a text but rather a Twitter notification. Weird, she hardly ever even got on Twitter.

@Louis_Tomlinson: @SilverBelles22 is scared of planes. Go follow her and tell her to quit fidgeting, I wanna take a nap! xx

"Louis!" Belle shouted, turning to look at him. He just laughed.

"Check your interactions, you've probably got a thousand or more followers now!" He shouted, pointing down at her phone.

Belle checked and sure enough, almost immediately she had three thousand more followers. She'd already had about a thousand just because of who her father was, but this was outrageous! Tweets started coming in like wildfire, saying things like, "Good luck on your flight!" or "You're so lucky to be on a plane with @Louis_Tomlinson", just stuff like that. They were all very sweet actually, the few that she read.

Belle smirked to herself and she saw Louis look at her suspiciously out of the corner of her eye. She didn't look up at him though, just typed a cheeky response.

@SilverBelles22: Hey everyone did you guys know that @Louis_Tomlinson is wearing--

Belle stopped in the middle of typing and covered her phone up so Louis wouldn't peek. "Hey Niall!" She shouted, making Niall turn around in his seat and look at her. He smiled.

"Yeah?"

"What's your Twitter username?"

"Uh, Niall official. No spaces."

"Okay," Belle said with a grin. "Thanks!" With that, Belle went back to typing and ignored Louis' confused expression.

@SilverBelles22: Hey everyone did you guys know that @Louis_Tomlinson is wearing @NiallOfficial 's boxars right now? Awkwardddd...

Belle pressed the Tweet button and looked at Louis with a mischievious smile. Almost immediately, Louis started pulling out his phone before it even pinged. "Belle what did you do?" He asked worriedly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I just--"

"Belle!" They heard Niall shout, him sitting up in his seat to turn around and glare at Belle. Zayn was laughing hysterically and she heard Liam and Harry, who were sitting next to them, ask what was so funny. Whilst still laughing, Zayn passed them Niall's phone and they also burst into laughter.

Louis was now frantically trying to pull up his Twitter and Belle was clutching her stomach with laughter. Niall had finally turned around and was trying to get his phone back, but the other boys were playing keep away.

"Aw, Belle!" Louis groaned as he finally read her Tweet, just making her laugh even harder.

"Hey Louis, go look at the trends!" Harry shouted over his shoulder and Louis groaned yet again.

"Trends?" Belle asked, "But I only tweeted that about a minute ago?" She posed it as a question.

Louis looked down at her with a bemused expression. He chuckled and went back to his phone and mumbled, "Such a newbie," under his breath.

Belle decided to ignore his comment and leaned closer to look over his shoulder at his phone. She gasped when she read five of the worldwide trends.

Louis and Belle

#LouisGiveNiallBackHisBoxars

#LouisTakeOffNiallsUnderwear

Louis and Niall

Niall's boxars

Belle slapped her hand over her mouth to stifle a laugh. She couldn't believe she had started five worldwide trends! The One Direction fanbase must be a hell of a lot bigger than she thought...

She chuckled and murmured, "Wow, that's a lot of trends," to where it was very breathy.

Louis tried to hold back a shiver but he couldn't help it. Belle's breath was right on his neck and he was doing his best to maintain his cool. She was leaned all up on his side, peering down at his phone. His hands were almost shaking. For crying out loud, a girl should not be getting him this nervous. Especially a girl that he barely knew, and was going to be working with on tour! Not to mention they'd had a drunken night together just two days ago.

"Are you cold?" Belle suddenly asked, noticing the goosebumps on his arms. It wasn't from the cold though.

"Uh, y-yeah. I'm just cold." He managed to stutter out, pressing his lips into a hard line in order to keep his composure.

"Well here," Belle said, sliding her jacket off of her shoulders, "Take this, I don't need it." With that, she held out her pink Northface to Louis. He stared at her like she was crazy.

"Belle, uh, I don't mean to be rude, but um...I'm not going to wear a pink jacket."

Belle just laughed and shoved it at his chest. "Don't try to be a tough guy, drape it over your legs or something."

Louis chuckled and took the jacket, nodding at her appreciatively. He wasn't really cold, he had just said that as an excuse, but Belle had offered him her jacket anyways. It was such a caring gesture, and it had come so naturally to her. There was much more to this girl than met the eye.

"Thanks Belle." He said sincerely, turning his head to look at her and realizing that their faces were just inches apart. He didn't move though. "I mean it, thanks."

Belle stared up at him for for a few more seconds intently, absolutely captivated by his deep eyes. She blinked her own eyes after a few seconds though to refocus, and she cleared her throat, leaning back from him.

"It's n-no big deal Lou, just a jacket." She said, laughing nervously and tucking a strand of her beautiful brown hair behind her ear.

Louis continued to look down at her, adoration evident in his eyes.

"Hey Belle," he started to say seriously, causing her to look back up at him, "Do you think that you and I could...I don't know, maybe--"

"Belle!"

Louis was interrupted as Niall suddenly appeared, kneeling down next to Louis' seat and looking past him at Belle, grinning goofily.

"Oh, hey Niall!" Belle said cheerfully. Louis had to remind himself that punching his band mate in the face for interrupting his moment with Belle would probably not turn out well.

Niall smiled even wider and held up his phone to her. "Check out what's trending number one worldwide!"

Belle and Louis both leaned forward and peered at Niall's phone screen. At the very top of the worldwide trends was a long hashtag that read,

#BelleDontBeNervousDirectionersAreHereForYou

Belle got really quiet and Louis turned back to her. Her bottom lip was starting to quiver and her beautiful brown eyes were sparkling, showing off the flecks of green in them. She looked up at him as well, and he could have sworn that he saw something flash in her eyes. Something that he desperately wished to believe was true.

Finally, Belle tore herself away from Louis' eyes and saw the other three boys approaching behind Niall. She smiled up at them and said, "Your fans are so sweet you guys, I can't believe that."

Harry looked down at her with an amused grin. "Babe, they're called Directioners," he said with a wink.

The other boys nodded in agreement. Belle chuckled. "Well, your Directioners just made my day."

Before the conversation could continue, they heard a female voice come over the airplane intercom.

"Ladies and gentleman, if you would take your seats and fasten your safety belts, we will be taking off shortly."

The other four boys silently headed over to their seats, waving to Louis and Belle as they departed.

Louis put his seat belt on and leaned his head back, turning to look at Belle, who was chewing on her nails and looking out the window. Without thinking, he reached over and put a hand on her knee.

Belle tensed up immediately, as did he. The electricity was evident, for the both of them. Louis managed to push it to the back of his mind though and cleared his throat to grab Belle's attention. She jerked her head up to look at him.

"Don't worry babe, it's gonna be just fine. No need to be nervous." He smiled sincerely and Belle chuckled.

"You're right, I don't have to be nervous because the 'Directioners' are here for me right?" She said sarcastically, chuckling and rolling her head up to look at Louis, who had a serious expression on his face.

"Yeah," Louis said with a nod, "but...I'm here for you too."

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