Coding One Direction

Lily is a recent college graduate with a Bachelors in Computer Science . From childhood, she has always dreamed of working for a video game company. However, she is stuck with the job of being a video graphic designer for One Direction. How will Lily's dreams and life change when the boys notice and find themselves fascinated by her?

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12. Chapter 11

“So, you’re allowed to talk to Liam but not me?” Louis encountered me once more.

Technically, I’m not supposed to talk to any of you, but Liam is nice and you’re …

You’re complex.

Plus, you’re the one I am rumored to be romantically involved with. Not Liam.

I just walked around him not saying anything.

He scoffed. “Still ignoring me, I see?”

Yeah I am, and I would really appreciate it if you ignore me too.

“Look, Lily.” He proclaimed as he reached out to hold my arm and turn me to him.

“I just want to apologize for the rumors. I can imagine how overwhelming it may be for you right now.” He continued.

“It’s not your fault.” I replied. Well, not entirely. He is after all only guilty of being super famous.

He smiled slightly at me. “It’s not yours either. The paps are asshole.”

I agree.

“Do you want to go for a walk with me?” He asked.

“I don’t think that we should give them more sources for the rumor.” I countered.

“I didn’t mean outside.” He said with a smile.

I still didn’t think that it was a good idea, plus I have to work.

“I have to work.” I replied.

“Well, can I talk to you while you work?” he asked.

Did this guy have nothing else to do with his time? He is a celebrity, right? They usually have interviews, press conferences and other stuff to do; why choose to talk to me?

“You’ll be doing most of the talking.” I stated while I walked to my desk.

“What Uni did you go to?” Louis asked as I worked on my computer and he sat in a chair across from me.

Was this some form of interview?

“Harvard.” I replied sharply.

“H-Harvard?” He asked shockingly.

I looked at him suspiciously. Was that a shock?

“Wow, you’re really smart.” He responded. “I did not know that you are American.”

“I’m not. I just went to university there.” I replied while continuing my work.

He nodded.

“How old are you?” He continued with his questions a minute later.

“21.” I replied.

“You’re really young. Most 21 years old don’t have a college degree.” He commented.

I only gave him an ‘uhm’.

After a long pause, Louis suddenly asked, “Are you always this quiet?”

“I did say that you will be doing most of the talking.” I replied without looking up.

“I’m doing all of the talking. You are no fun.” He complained as he leaned further out of the chair and crossed his arms.

The last time I checked, I did not instigate this conversation. If I am ‘no fun’ then why don’t you just leave, idiot. I refrained from saying that and just gave him a brief glance before proceeding with my work.

Minutes passed before Louis stated, “This is why I like you. You are unpredictable.”

He likes me? He likes me. I tried my best to not be affected by what he just said. I don’t even know why I cared that he said he liked me. I just did.

I honestly did not know how to respond to that so I just ignored it.

“Are you seriously not going to respond to that?” He asked loudly.

I took a quick glanced at him and said “No.”

Shortly after he got up and left. I watched as he walked away.

“He said he likes you?” Taylor repeated as we sat on the couch.

I nodded.

After a moment, Taylor exclaimed, “Oh my god, you lucky bi-beach ball.”

“What did you say back to him?” She continued after successfully retaining her excitement.

“I didn’t really say anything.” I replied while looking down on my hand.

When I looked back up, Taylor was giving me ‘the look’.

“Are you crazy?!” She shouted at me. “What did you mean you didn’t say anything?”

“There wasn’t much to say, in the first place.” I replied.

“How about? I like you too, Louis.” She stated. “That would have been a good answer.”

“But, I don’t. Like him, I mean. I don’t even know him that much.” I responded.

She looked at me like I grew a second head.

“I doesn’t matter. He is Louis Tomlinson, and he likes you.” She stressed. “If you want to know about him, just go on Google.”

That was the problem. I don’t want to know things about him, and I don’t want to know the person he portrays to the media. I wanted to know the real him, what makes him tick, and what makes him truly happy. I can’t find that on Google.

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