I Always Will Remember (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction) *COMPLETE*

Alice and Irene, two Italian university students, finally manage to have One Direction tickets for their Stadium tour! The band is having one Italian date in the same town where the girls attend university: what happens when they accidentally meet two of the boys around?
See what happens that changes their lives forever!

____ **Some swear words and mature content here and there**____


11. Chapter Eleven

I blocked my sight on Louis, waiting for him to speak. He seemed not to be sure about what to say, or how to say it, and my heart was hurting with all that blood rushing through me, making my ears vibrating.

He finally stared back at me and slowly said:

“You kissed me”

I widened my eyes and laughed out loud, not knowing if he was being serious or not.

“What a brilliant deduction, Mr. Tomlinson” I replied smiling, trying to minimize what I was going through. He showed me his tongue, then quickly corrected himself:

“What I was trying to say when you cute smarty-pants interrupted me is that... I really didn't think you were like that” he added.

“Like what?”

“Like... like that” he repeated

“This isn't more helpful” I replied, smiling at him. He seemed to be at least as embarrassed as I was.

“You surprised me. Not only with what you did, but...” he stopped for a while, still looking for words, then went on “I felt something that I didn't expect, during the kiss”

Since I was still silent, trying to keep a straight face, he slightly smiled and carried on:

“It wasn't a regular kiss. I mean, it wasn't the kind of kiss you randomly give someone you like in a club... am I right?” he now seemed to be back on his more confident side, looking at me and knowing I was almost trapped in this.

My mouth didn't want to move: I tried to quickly think about what to say because I didn't want to let my words out without a clear plan.

“Are you answering me or what?” Louis asked, his cheeky expression getting bigger.

I liked him also when he was annoying like that. I showed him my middle finger and laughed at him when he pretended to be offended.

I realised it was the right time for me to be completely honest: there was no use in being fake, he had already understood there was something beneath my behaviour, so why don't tell him everything I always wanted to? He was leaving the next day and I would have never seen him again.


“You keep having brilliant deductions tonight, ha?” I finally replied, but then deciding I should stop joking around and being serious.

“Well... I guess I wished that you would... notice something” I started, then went on “First of all, I wanna say sorry if I did something I shouldn't have, but... I couldn't just” I stopped, quickly looking into his eyes, then moving my sight away from him again “I couldn't just stand there and let you touch me without any reaction!” I almost yelled. Louis threw his head back and laughed, not expecting that kind of almost hysterical reaction.

“Sorry. Ehm... Anyway, you're right. I... I wanted to kiss you from the moment I saw this morning, I'm not lying” I admitted, feeling my cheeks go warm and still avoiding the eye contact with him.

“I mean... You're Louis, c'mon!” I said, as if it was enough to explain my behaviour

“Now it's you having smart conclusions” Louis ironically said

“As you probably saw, I have... I think I feel some things for you. I know I'm just another fan for you, and I actually am, but I don't just like you...”

“You don't just like me? What is that supposed to mean?” he asked, puzzled

“I don't just like you because I also care about you” I did a strategic pause, knowing I was probably being mostly ridiculous than anything else, but I didn't care anymore:

“You're not just a cute face and smile to me, you're not just the funny guy who jokes around all the time” I said, as my courage rose up and allowed me to look into his eyes “I know that I deeply like you because, even though I'm well aware of the fact I don't know who you truly are, I would be the happiest person on Earth if I could have the chance to know you better, and I'm sure I would be able to accept everything you'd do, and still like you a lot!”

Oh my God did I just say that out loud? Yes I did.

I waited a little for Louis' reaction, then since it was him being silent now, I shyly added:

“I think that's what people who like other people should do anyway”.


The weight of that clear confession wasn't on my chest anymore, and I felt incredibly free.

I was so happy of finally letting this out and telling Louis about it that I almost forgot to worry about what he could possibly think of it, like me being a fool, an obsessive girl or just not giving a shit.

Now it was my time to wait for his answer, and Louis amazed me again because I was sure I've never seen him speechless like that: he was the one who always knew what to say, even if it was something silly or random.

He suddenly took a deep breath and asked:

“How can you say that you like me when you also admit you don't know me?”

That guy was going to fry my brain with his questions! I thought about it a while, then replied:

“Well, you don't necessarily have to know somebody to think you might like him. You just get captured by the things he does or say, and you start realising there is a really high number of chances you might end up feeling connected to him in a really deep way, that's not just about being good looking... what do you think about this? Was it a good answer?” I finally smiled.

“Mh yeah... I think you were pretty persuasive” He answered.

“Ok but don't pretend that you care about what I say, I prefer people to be honest. I know you probably heard my words a thousand times before, with every single fan saying that to you, but..”

“No you're wrong” he suddenly interrupted me. I stared at him, my heart beating a little faster.

“Actually... Most people tell me what I should be like, or what they expect me to behave like, so... You're definitely not that ordinary” he explained, making my hands shake a little.

I gave him my biggest smile, feeling truly happy and adoring that boy even more: how could he be so nice too? He was too much for me. He had just revealed something quite personal to me, and I couldn't avoid feeling like a chosen one.

“That's the biggest compliment you could say to me, really” I finally managed to say

“Well it's just the truth, I was already shocked by the kiss and everything else” he quickly had a glance at my body while saying that “but I didn't expect you to be like this” he concluded.

“You already said that!” I replied, smiling: why was it so difficult for him to say things clearly?

“You're right, sorry...” he laughed as well, realising he was repeating himself:

“I actually labelled you as an ordinary fan right from the moment I saw you, you know... but I understood now that... it would be nice having more people like you around us. And around me of course” he stated.

I didn't know how to answer to that, there was no other way to properly react to it than jumping around and screaming, so it was better to just stand there and smile.


Louis stared into my eyes for a little longer, as if he wanted to read on the inside of me, and again I feared his look, being terrified he might actually trace something, but relaxing after a while, letting the sweetness and kindness of his look invade me everywhere. I loved his eyes, they were so expressive and clear... well I loved everything about him.

“I think we could get on really well in real life.. I mean, if we would have met differently and I were not 1/5 of One Direction” he said, shrugging his shoulders.

“I... think so too. I see many things in you that... I know I sometimes have too. And beside that, I would fall in love with you within a week” I admitted, blushing a little.

Louis laughed and replied “You really don't know how to avoid being so sincere, ha?”

“Is it that bad? I know it and I'm sorry” I tried to explain

“I like that” he added, giving me another eloquent look. I was almost having cramps in my stomach now, I should remember not to look at him for an excessive amount of time or I would die.

“I don't want this to happen” he suddenly said out of the blue

“What? What is happening?”

“I don't want my job to influence my life like this. I mean, of course it does influence it, and I love all of it, it's everyone's dream, but... I don't like it when I miss the chance to get to know someone interesting...” he stopped “...like you”.

Did Louis Tomlinson just say that? Did he?

“Do you want me to die right here?” I replied, hating how stupid I sounded but... God!

Louis laughed out loud, and I felt a little better, hoping he was mistaking my foolishness for my sense of humour. I couldn't let that sentence fall without reply, so I said:

“Well, actually you're not missing anything. I'm still here” I forced myself to sound confident “and I'll be here tonight and tomorrow as well, till you guys leave”

“Am I supposed to read something between the lines here?” he replied, a cheeky expression on his face again, then he kept moving his eyebrows at me, trying to get some kind of answers.

“Don't know. What do you think?” I replied, imitating his facial movements but soon bursting out laughing realising we looked like idiots, making stupid faces at each other.

Louis always knew how to throw me back in anguish, also in funny moments like that one, and he did not fail me that time too: he made a long step towards me, ending up being really close I could feel the warmth flowing from his body. I looked up at him, my brain rapidly processing all the possible things to do, but not deciding anything. Thanks brain, always so helpful.

“You're right. I suggest we could do something, actually” he said in a low voice, sending a shiver down my spine. I waited for him to explain himself, he seemed to clearly know what to say now.

“We've got little time together, right? So... Let's skip all of the steps in-between. Why don't you be my girl?”

“I already am a Louis girl, that's why we're here...” I answered, not knowing how I should react to that. Louis tried not to laugh, but didn't manage to:

“Stop joking around! I'm the one who does it ok?” he yelled and added “I was serious for once in my life”

“I would like you to further explain what you mean, so that I can give you a proper answer” I said, while my head kept on repeating me his final words: 'my girl'. His girl. HIS GIRL.

“I mean.. I want to live this, I'm interested in seeing how it could be like hanging out with you. We can't take this slowly like normal people, so... For once I wanna be a nobody, I want to act like we know each other for a long time and... let's pretend we are together for the rest of the night”

His words hit me like a punch, but I had no doubt about what to reply to this.

“I'm in. I'm totally in. I wanna do this” I quickly said without hesitation, feeling excited like never before “I... I'd be happy to be with you just for an hour, so... I'm in” I repeated.

“That's nice. You will totally be a funny girl to be with” Louis said, mocking me, and I obviously sent him to hell with a smile on my face.

“Do you wanna go dance some more?” he asked “I'm sorry I interrupted you before...”

“It was the best interruption ever anyway” I replied smiling cheekily.

Louis smiled back, looking hot as hell again, then grabbed my hand and lead me back inside.

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