I was kicked out of home on my eighteenth birthday, with nothing but the clothes I was wearing. My parents didn't like the idea of me making my own choices and becoming a bodyguard; they wanted me to work for them, and become a lawyer. I haven't spoken to my parents since.
One year later, I'm going for a job interview to be some famous person's bodyguard, who happens to be Louis Tomlinson.
We are always arguing and annoying each other but we have to learn to get along as we don't want anyone getting hurt; or worse, killed.


6. Chapter Five

Chapter Five: Not good enough.


“We’re sorry! We will try harder to look like we’re in love.” I apologise, flinching when I say ‘in love’. Ew.

“Not good enough.” Melissa scolds, rejecting my apology.

Today was going all right before she turned up. I was having fun swimming in the pool and playing on the flying fox when she barged into the house, forced us into the dining room and began lecturing Louis and I.

“The media weren’t talking about your ‘budding romance,’ they were talking about your hatred towards each other!” She yells.

Louis sighs, and I see him scratch the back of his neck in the corner of my eye, before pushing the dining chair back and standing. “We get it. We need to act more loved up.” He says, motioning for Melissa to follow him.

Melissa stands, gives me one last glare and follows Louis to the front door.

I just stay there, unsure of what I should do now.

I decide I should get changed, not in the mood to swim anymore. I’m wearing a bikini but I am wearing a long T-shirt over the top because I refuse to wear a bikini in front of Louis.

I’m in the middle of changing when I hear a knock on my door. “Just a second!” I yell, quickly slipping on my clothes, which are a pair of denim shorts and a white T-shirt.

I open the door, knowing it will be Louis, “What is it?” I snap, slightly moody after Melissa’s visit.

Louis glares at me, “I was going to ask if you wanted to come into town with the boys and I but I don’t think I’m going to anymore since you’re being a bitch.” He slams the door in my face.

I open it seething, “Sorry,” I say through gritted teeth, “Melissa seems to bring out my bad side.”

Louis chuckles, “Don’t worry about it, you would’ve had to come anyway though. You know, because of the contract.” He says, after I give him a confused look.

“I know.” I say, “You and Melissa seem to remind me every chance you get.” I mumble, walking past him.


“Aw, they are holding hands! How cute!” A fan of the boys’ squeals as she, and many others, follow behind us.

I grit my teeth, fighting my inner anger issues to not turn around and slap her. Melissa somehow found out we were down town and rung us to make sure we were acting ‘all loved up’. She made us hold hands. Ew.

I glance over at Louis to see him rolling his eyes, “It’s like they think we are deaf.” He says under his breath, though myself, and the four others hear him.

“Why are they still following us? You guys gave them an autograph and took a picture with them. What else do they want?” I ask, slightly annoyed.

“I have no idea.” Zayn answers.

“They are just excited.” Niall says, turning around and waving at the group of girls who then squeal.

We keep walking and the girls keep following. It’s not until Louis squeezes my hand tightly I realise he is as annoyed as I am with the girls. Don’t get me wrong, I understand that these boys are their idols and all, but is it impossible for them to be able to walk around town without being followed? I guess so.



Okay, so i know this chapter is VERY short, but please forgive me! I have writers block -_- 

But hey, at least I got a chapter up! :) 

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