As I make my way I still feel light-headed and I’m not sure how we managed to pull apart, but I left Kay working on the documentary after I promised I would apologise to the rest. I already found Alex and Niall and I asked them to forgive me for being an arse. My wife, lovely as she is, forgave me immediately. Niall was a bit harder to convince, but things are good now.
I still don’t know what I’m going to do with Kay and what happened. After I walked away she called my name one more time. “Louis,” she said then. “I wasn’t joking. I won’t kiss you again, you’ll have to take the first step.” Then she looked at me over her shoulder. Her hair was even messier and she looked even more beautiful after the kisses we shared. “And I know you will kiss me again… you’ll call me… you’ll ask me to be with you.”
I didn’t say anything and until now, I still don’t know what to say. I can’t exactly say it won’t happen because a big part of me wants Kay and I never know when I’ll be that weak as to grab her in my arms and kiss her again. I know she won’t fight me, on the contrary. And I know she won’t make things easy for me to resist temptation. And now that I’m not blind to her beauty… I don’t know what’s going to happen anymore. So I rather stay silent so I won’t swallow my words later.
Kay also told me I need to apologise to Davide or she’ll make my life a living hell. I believe she can do that and not in a painful and terrible way. I don’t even want to know what she means with that, so I go for the Italian singer after she texted him to come again. I find him near the stage and when he sees me instead of Kay, he loses his smile and he looks weary.
“Hi,” I say awkwardly approaching to him with my shoulders pulled forwards in a very shameful posture. “I— I asked Kay to call you.” I say and he doesn’t reply, but I know he understands.
It’s not going to be easy without Kay to translate for us, but I’ll try. I know he knows a bit of English, he is just not confident to speak out loud in that language. He understands so that’s the important part. I guess I can try to understand a bit if he says something in Italian.
“I— I just wanna say I’m sorry. You were right, I’m a jerk for doing that to my fans,” I go straight to the point. Going around the bushes won’t help anyone here. “And I’m sorry for the things I said. It was a good game,” I concede and he smiles, understanding perfectly what I mean. I smile at him as well.
“Finalmente te ne sei reso conto,”he says and laughs, so I assume it’s not something bad. “Non preoccuparti, ma cerca di non fare più il cretino,” I think he says he has no problem and not to be an idiot again. I think I’m doing great with the Italian. But then he loses his smile and when he speaks again, he speaks in English. “Kay is great, don’t lose her.”
I blink because I can understand what he said there and I don’t know how to answer. She may be great, but she is also so… dangerous in a way. I don’t like to be afraid, I don’t think I could ever feel sure with her. I’d always be jealous every time she meets someone, scared she may want that person more than she wants me.
“I—Kay and I don’t— we don’t—” I mumble and he shakes his head as he chuckles.
“Yes you do,” he says in English again putting his hand on my shoulder. “Solo questione di tempo. It’s just a matter of time,” he adds and I swear I can’t get rid of his words, they haunt me for a long, long period of time.
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We leave Italy the day after we go clubbing with Dave and his band. I must admit, they are really nice lads and we have a great time. I apologise to everyone and they accept my apologies, although Rufio —the first guitarist of Davide— dares me with shots of tequila as a revenge for what I did… and he wins and I get really tipsy. So I ask Harry to take care of me and to not let me get close to Kay because when I’m drunk I’m too weak to resist her, but he is an idiot and of course he pushes me to Kay.
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Bitter & Sassy (Louis Tomlinson)
Fanfiction{book 4} - ❝ All women are the same. One day they say they love you, that they are gonna be with you forever; the next they meet someone else, someone who can be with them when they need it, someone who shares their world. And then they tell you “bu...
