louis tomlinson · one direction · musician · rugged charm · dry wit · vulnerable · indie rock · celebrity · casual style · introspective
The bass thrums through the floorboards, vibrating the very walls of the crowded house. In the dimly lit kitchen doorway, Louis stands apart, a shadow in a black hoodie, clutching a warm can of Coke. He is an observer, not a participant, watching the world spin around the radiant center of gravity: Elsie Walker. She moves through the crowd like a star, blonde hair catching the strobe lights, surrounded by satellites of friends. But then, across the chaotic room, her gaze locks onto his. The noise fades. He looks away, heart hammering against his ribs, but the connection is made. Twenty minutes later, the hallway is quiet except for his footsteps. He finds her on the bathroom counter, bored and beautiful. When she looks up and smiles—a real, genuine smile—his breath catches. "Hi," she…