Layne Carter has had a difficult past two years. After the death of her father and her mother leaving, she is left to raise her 11 year old sister. What happens when Layne comes in contact with the boy of her dreams?


5. Five

It took a while but we finally finished recording the song. It was final and it sounded great. We were scheduled to be back in the studio tomorrow from 8-2. I hated being in the studio for so long but the final result was always worth it. I got in my car and headed back to my house calling my mom on the way.

"Lou," She said, "How are you love?"

"I'm great mom, how are you doing?" 

"I'm good. I've had my handful with the kids."

We continued to talk about my sisters and how we had both been. It's been a while since I've talked to her so we were just catching up.

"Mom? There is something I need to ask you," I said.


"I was wondering if I could bring my girlfriend and her sister to town on December 15th and stay for Christmas."

"Girlfriend? Who is this girlfriend?"

"Her name is Layne. You'll love her mom," I said.

"Of course you can come stay with us. I would love to meet her," She said, "However, you can't stay here. We simply don't have room."

"Can her sister stay with Félicité in her room? Layne and I will get a hotel room somewhere."

"That sounds like it would be okay."

I arrived at my home and walked inside to my bedroom. I was exhausted. It had been a terribly long day. I finished talking to my mom and sat my phone on my bed while I changed for bed. 


*Layne's POV*


I opened my eyes to see that I had an incoming call from Louis. I had fallen asleep outside after working on my homework. I must've been really tired. 

"Hello love," I said answering the phone.

"Hello my Layne," He said, "I talked to my mom."


"She said we can come, but only Michelle can stay at the house. We have to get a hotel room."

"That's okay," I said. 

We continued to talk and he had told me about how One Direction was back in the studio again. I was happy for him, but that meant I would be seeing less of him. 

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine, I just.. we won't be seeing each other a lot anymore," I said, "It's not a big deal. I don't want you to think I'm being to clingy or protective or something."

"I'll make time for you Layne," He said, "Why don't you stop by the studio tomorrow."

"Is that okay?" I asked.

"Of course," He said, "It's at Simon's house. 14 Wolverlane Court. Come by after school."

"I'll see you then," I said.

"I love you Layne, goodnight," He said.

"I love you Lou," I said hanging up the phone. 

I picked up my things and walked back inside. I placed my things on my desk and walked downstairs to check on Michelle since I haven't seen her in hours. She was asleep on the couch. There were water bottle on the floor and macaroni cups on the table. At least she made herself dinner. I grabbed a pillow out of the linen closet with a blanket. I covered her up and placed the pillow beneath her head. 

I put my iPod on my dock and hit shuffle. I crept over to my bad and crawled under the covers. My phone buzzed on my bedside table. It was a notification from twitter. I unlocked my phone to see that I had a follow from Louis Tomlinson and a tweet from him.

Louis Tomlinson


"I can't wait to spend my first Christmas with @LayneCarter this year. xoxo "


Layne Carter In Response To Louis Tomlinson

"I can't wait to spend it with you either. I hope there are many more Christmases to come xoxo"


I woke up dreading going to school. I hated Monday's. There were nothing good  about them. I crawled out of my warm cozy bed and out into the cold air. I immediately jumped into a steaming shower to warm myself up. After warming up in the shower, I walked into Michelle's room to wake her up as I usually did. She got up and we carried on with our usual routine. 

I had to look extra nice today considering I was finally meeting all of One Direction, or at least I thought so. They would all be there right? 

I brushed on dark brown eye shadow making it into a smokey eye. I winged out my eye liner as I usually did and curled my long blonde hair. I walked into my closet to pick out something. What to wear, what to wear. I fumbled through a few tops until I had the right idea. I put on a silver sequined top with a green military jacket with a red infinity scarf. It sounds crazy but it works. I slipped on my black Tory Burch flats and grabbed my matching Tory Burch bag Louis bought me. I grabbed my books of my dresser and went downstairs. 

I went into the kitchen and made Michelle her lunch for today. I was fumbling around cleaning the kitchen until she came downstairs with her things, "Ready to go?"

She nodded. I walked over to the door, set the alarm, and was off to the car. We put our things in the backseat and got into the car. 

"Chelle, Louis worked everything out with his mom," I said, "We're leaving for Doncaster on the 15th."

"I'm so excited," She squealed. 

"Chelle, do me a favor okay," I said seriously, "Don't go telling everyone at school I am with Louis okay? I don't want him to feel uncomfortable."

"I won't tell anyone Layne."

We arrived at her school just on time. She grabbed her things out of the back seat and went into the building as she usually did. I carried on with my routine of driving to school. I got my things, parked my car, and walked in the backdoor like I do everyday. But today was different.

Everyone was staring at me as I walked down the hallways. I could hear people whispering about me. What had I done? I walked past a group of girls that always flocked together in the middle of the hallway, none of them were to fond of me. It was a jealously thing. I continued walking until I heard one of them mutter something under their breath.

"Excuse me," I said, stopping in my tracks.

"You heard me," she said, "Whore."

I rolled my eyes at her. I wasn't up for arguing first thing in the morning.

Another one of her friends looked at me and rolled her eyes, "Why would Louis want a conceited bitch like you?"

Conceited? Really? I didn't even respond to her. I just kept walking. How did she even know about Louis and I? ..... the tweet. Everyone probably saw that tweet and would now hate me because I had something everyone wanted but could never have.

I walked into first block with everyones eyes still on me. I walked to the back of the room and sat down in the same place I sat everyday. Thats when I noticed someone I use to be friends with, someone I despised, walking towards me. Natalie Connors. She took the seat beside me and gave me a fake grimacing smile.

"Hello Layne," She smirked, "How's it going."

I didn't respond. I looked the other way and got my things out of my bag. She tapped me on the shoulder.

"Layne, I know you heard me," She said, "So tell me about this boyfriend of yours. How did you meet him?"

"I'm not telling you shit Natalie," I said, "You should probably just leave."

The bell rang and class begun. Mr. Bass walked to the center of the classroom. He looked around, made sure everyone was here, and went on to tell us what we were doing in class today.

"Today we are going to have an easy class. You are going to read chapter 6 in the book, and then answer the questions that I will hand out to you," He said passing out papers.

There were only 6 questions on the paper:

1- Why does Fitzgerald tell the story of Jay Gatsby now? 

2- Why did Daisy and Tom find Gatsby's party loathsome? 

3- How did Gatsby measure the success of his party? 

4- What does Gatsby tell Nick he wants Daisy to do? 

5- Plato held that reality was an imperfect reflection of an ideal, permanent realm. With this in mind what would you say Nick means when he says that Jay Gatsby sprang from his Platonic conception of himself? 

6- Fitzgerald's use of weather to depict the emotional and narrative tone of the story is also used by what other famous author? Title? 

I pulled out a pencil and started writing the answers to the questions:

1- When Gatsby first told Nick his past in chapter four, his stories were completely false. They were all crea

I was interrupted by Natalie tapping my shoulder again, "Just talk to me Laynie."

I hated that name, Laynie. She use to call me that all the time back in middle school. We were best friends until she stole my boyfriend from me. I know, typical right? But it's true. After that she went around flaunting to everyone about how she had my boyfriend. She also would try to out do me at everything. My parents bought me a Range Rover, her parents bought her a Lamborghini. 

"Natalie. I really don't want to talk to you," I said politely, "I think you forgot about the fact we aren't friends."

With that she got up and moved to the front of the classroom, leaving me alone. I felt bad about how I was acting towards people but I was just a little paranoid that people would try to use me to get to Louis. 

After suffering through English 4, it was time to go to Biology. I sat in the back with my lab group from last week.

"How come you didn't tell us that your Louis was Louis Tomlinson bitch?" Elen joked.

"I didn't have time to call you," I stemmed, "I had a ton of homework and when I wasn't doing homework, I was with him."

Elen and Leslie both rolled their eyes at me as we went on with todays lesson. We were told to make the models for our cell. It was obvious that we weren't going to establish anything in this class today.

"So tell me about how you found out it was him," Leslie said.

"I showed up at his house because he didn't want to go to a public dinner, right?" I said, "He cooked me dinner at his house and we just hit it off."

We continued to talk about everything that had happened over the weekend. It wasn't long before the class was over and it was time to go see Louis.


*Louis POV*

We were working on our first recording of the day, Happily. Savan wrote us this while we were on out hiatus. We spent the entire morning learning the song, now it was time to lay down the vocals.

"You don't understand, you don't understand
What you do to me when you hold my hand"

"We need to start over," Harry said, "I got the words wrong. We put our headphones back on and the music played once again. Harry started off the verse again.

"You don't understand, you don't understand
What you do to me when you hold his hand
We were meant to be, but it's just a fade
Made it so we had to walk away
'Cause we're on fire, we're on on fire
We're on fire now
Yeah, we're on fire, we're on on fire
We're on fire now"

"Alright, take a break for a while, you boys have been working hard all morning," Simon said, "We'll finish the rest of the song after our break."

I took my phone out of my pocket and saw I had a text from Layne.

Leaving school now. See you in a few xoxo -Layne

I opened up twitter and checked my feed. I saw I had a lot of tweets from a few fans so I decided to follow some people. You know, make someones day. Harry jerked my phone from my hand and posted a picture of us two on twitter with the caption, "Back in the studio!" 

I immediately had a lot of interactions. I just closed out of the app and waited on Layne to arrive. About ten minutes later the doorbell rang, "I'll get it, it's my girlfriend."

I walked out of the studio and to the front of the house. I opened up the door to see my beautiful girlfriend standing there. 

"How did I get so lucky," I asked pulling her into a hug. I leaned in and kissed her.

"How are things going today?" She asked.

"They are going great actually. We've got a ton done," I smiled. 

I wrapped my fingers in hers and took her into the studio behind me. Everyone was sitting on the couches in the listening room. I pulled her in front of me introducing her, "Everyone, this is my beautiful girlfriend, Layne Carter."


*Layne's POV*

All of the boys walked over to me giving me hugs. 

"We've heard a ton about you," Liam said smiling. 

"You make him so happy, you know." Niall said. 

I felt a giant smile growing on my face. Louis and I sat down on the couch across from Harry and Niall. We continued talking about me for a while, which I really didn't like. I don't like talking about myself. Simon walked into the room looking shocked to see me.

"Who is she?" He asked.

"She's my girlfriend, Layne Carter," Louis said.

I stood up and shook Simon's hand, "It's nice to meet you Mr. Cowell."

"It's time to record again. Get back in the booth," He said.

I sat back down on the couch ready to hear some of the things they had been working on. They sat down on stools, put their headphones over their ears and the music started to play.

"I don't care what people say when we're together
You know I wanna be the one who hold you when you sleep
I just want it to be you and I forever
I know you wanna leave so come on baby be with me so happily"

"That was great boys," Simon said. "Now let's lay down the second verse."

They continued to sing the second verse while I sat watching. I pulled out my phone and decided to check my twitter. I had over 4,000 new followers. Woah! I couldn't help but notice that four of those followers were Zayn, Liam, Harry, and Niall. I guess they liked me. 

After hanging out with everyone for a few hours I had to leave and go get Michelle from school. Everyone walked out of the booth to tell me goodbye. Louis and Zayn walked me outside to my car. I hopped inside and rolled down the window to finish talking to them.

"Layne, would you and Louis like to go to a dinner with Perrie and I tonight?" Zayn asked, "It's on me."

"That is very nice of you Zayn. I would love to, but I don't think I can. I don't have anyone to watch my sister," I said.

"You're parents can't watch her?" 

I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes. This subject was still sort of touchy for me, "I don't have parents anymore. My dad passed and my mom left."

Zayn looked at me with a look of disgust, "I'm so sorry Layne, I didn't know."

Louis jumped in changing the subject, "Why can't Harry keep her tonight? He loves kids."

"I'm sure she would love that but I don't want to burden him," I muttered. 

"He won't mind," He said.

"Then I guess I will take you up on that," I laughed.

He leaned in and kissed me, "Pick you up at eight." 


I arrived at Michelle's school a little late. She was standing on the sidewalk talking to one of her friends. She came walking over to the car and put her things in the back. She wasn't use to me being late, "Where have you been?"

"I was at the recording studio with Louis, I'm so sorry," I said, "But I can make it up to you."


"I got invited to a dinner tonight," I said, "And I'm taking you to Harry Styles house. You get to hang out with him while I'm gone."

"No freaking way," She said.


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