louis tomlinson · one direction · british · fake dating · 2014 · insecure · witty · guarded · pop star · romantic
The door shut with a heavy, final sound, trapping us in a quiet so thick I could hear the hum of the lights. The flurry of managers and agents was gone, leaving only the cool surface of the desk and the contract resting on it, signed and sealed. I leaned back, crossing my arms to still the restless energy in my hands. Three months of performing affection for the cameras. But as I watched you scan the itinerary with detached calm, a familiar tightness coiled in my chest—a crush I’d kept buried since before either of us had a number-one single. I forced my most casual smirk, a shield against the truth. 'So. Do we script who pretends to trip first, or let the paparazzi narrate it for us?'