I jammed my hands into the pockets of my jeans and slowed to a walk. So now I had no job. I would have to go job hunting. "Isabelle?" I stopped and turned around. Louis and the other boys had followed me. Shocked gasps rippled through the crowded sidewalk. "What?" I asked. "It's One Direction!" screamed a girl. A wave of girls started running towards them. Louis mumbled under his breath and looked at the guys. "Bail and meet back at the place." he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me into a run.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked as we ran. "Because you were so nice to us." I sigh. "That's my job, Louis." He pulled me into a narrow alley way and stopped. "So you aren't that nice in person?" he questioned. "No, I am. It's just a little weird that a big star like you can act so..." I pause looking for the right word. "Normal." we both say in unison. He nods and I smile. "I want to help you become a singer. So sing right now." I freeze. "What?" I exclaim. "Sing now. A singer has to be ready any time." I sigh and close my eyes.
"This is critical. I am feeling helpless. So hysterical. And this can't be healthy. I can't eat or sleep when you're not with me. Baby, you're the air I breath. This is critical, yeah. So stuck on you. Use to run and hide. Use to back out of love. But I can't escape this time, oh no." I blink my eyes open slowly. Louis is staring at me. "I know. I'm terrible." Louis grabs my shoulder. "No, you are amazing! If you only wrote songs yourself." I smile and step out of the alley. "I do." Louis jumps in front of me. "You have to show me." I pause and look at him shyly. "Let's find the guys and I'll play something." He nodded and grinned. "Deal."
"I couldn't breathe when you left me.
My life was falling apart.
I ignored your calls.
Refusing to fall for you again.
And it set in.
That I am better off without you.
You and your lies.
You just wasted my time.
I took my hands off the piano's keys and looked at the boys who were sitting on my couch. "That was amazing." Niall said. Harry nods. "It was." I smile. "Thanks. I'm still playing with the lyrics." Liam stands up and scratches his head. "I'm going to make a call." Louis raised an eyebrow and stood too. "I need to talk to you." he says, taking my hand and leading me out of the den. "Oooh my man!" screeches Zayn as we leave.
I look at Louis as he stops. "Well what is it?" I question. He smiles at me and says, "I have a question for you." I jump up and down and whine, "Please just tell me!" Louis chuckles. "Would you do me the honor of accompanying me to the Rosewood Ball?"