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Some of you readers may think that Louis and Ashlees relationship is going too fast.  This is because they really want to know each other more.. This is also a short story and it makes it easier for me to have them quickly in a relationship.. xx

Ashlee's POV:

I rush around the bathroom for perfume. Mascara, foundation and eyeliner will do.

Louis will be here any minute to pick me up for the party. I'm sweating like a pedophile at a wiggles concert. Saying that I'm nervous is an understatement. Louis text me moments ago saying that he is looking forward to seeing me. I kind of had to scream into my pillow.. I'm excited but really nervous. Palms are sweaty, knees weak... something about my mums spaghetti.. I can't even. fuckingflippingfricklefrackle

I hear a knock on the door. As if its time already. The boy behind the door is dressed in an Adidas red jacket and skinny black jeans. How can one dress so simple but look so damn fine?! He hugs me and it catches me off guard. What the shit? Louis just hugged me. He smiles sweetly and I bite my lip and look down at my sparkling slip-ons. I don't know how to react. I really don't know what to feel right now. We have known each other for a few days. I can't believe I am overthinking a friendly hug.

"Hey, Ash." Louis grins from ear to ear and his eyes crinkle.

"Hey, Louis." I smile while looking into the eyes that have so many stories to tell. Louis' eyes are like an endless sky in the heart of summer. Cloudless and pure. (THANK YOU @samemistakes__ for that descriptive statement)

"You look stunning... um. You ready to head to Dahlias??" His hand goes through the roots of his brown hair. I can tell that he is nervous. I nod and grab my bag.

As I begin to walk out behind Louis I hear my dad call yell out "Hold up!" He begins to walk towards us coming down from the stairs. I violently yell incoherent words inside my head. The boy beside me looks amused at my reaction to my dad. "So aren't you going to introduce me to the boy that is standing at our porch?" My dads' Australian twang, obvious in his voice.

"Um. Louis, this is my Dad, Will." I say and step back as they shake hands.

"Pleasure to meet you, Louis." My dad formally says while giving Louis a soft smile.

"Likewise, Will." Louis warmly smiles.

"Don't have too much fun, be back by curfew" My father says sternly.

"I'll make sure she arrives back safely." Louis assures.

"Good on you." My dad says while gently patting Louis on the shoulder as I walk towards the porch.

He opens the door for me; his black jeep is parked in my driveway.

Louis opens the door for me and he gets in quickly. As the car is turned on the stereo plays a familiar tune. Louis recognizes it too, his perfectly tuned voice sings along to Katy Perry, Teenage dream. I sway my head to the chorus while Louis sings to the catchy lyrics.

"I guess I should probably tell you about how I know Harry and Dahlia."

"Yea." I nod. Louis turns down the song and I focus on his concentrated face.

"Since I wasn't able to become an artist, I sometimes busk on the streets to earn some money on the side. Harry was walking down the street and was intrigued. I was watching him come towards me and stop to watch. He ended up staying in front of me watching me sing for about three songs. He waited till I was done singing my last song for the day, I was beginning to pack up. We started discussing all the types of music and the reason I am busking. We shared numbers and have kept in contact since. Only recently I met Dahlia and now here I am. Also Harry overheard from Dahlia that there was a job opening and get me an interview with Amy."

"well. That was a really awesome story. Are you happy with your life though?"

"well I would have obviously loved to become an artist. Even become a member in a band again."

"You were in a band?"

"Yea, but it wasn't like we were selling out arenas. We weren't really that commited. Like can you imagine to sell out an entire arena?"