Please read the ending author's note. It'll mean a lot to me.

Tiarne and Niall, Harry, Liam and Zayn patted me on the back, teasing and complimenting me on a good job as the other two guys talked.

But I wasn’t listening to a word they were saying.

Louis stayed in the behind them all, staring silently at me, feeling like he was looking right through my eyes and somehow sending a force to hit my heart repeatedly.

It felt like an hour, but in reality a couple minutes until the director calls a break.

Looking away from the director, I lock eyes at Louis who slightly nodded his head to the ball room I had to film in earlier. I nodded in return as we all headed to the snack table. We would have to park the little vehicles by the ball room then walk, so it’ll be easy for us to sneak in without getting noticed.

As everyone else walked right by the place, chatting happily, I slipped through the double doors, finding no one in there except Louis with his back turned to me.

Right now I wish I could crawl in a whole and die, that I never existed, but I knew that would never happen.

“Louis, I tried to---“

“You look beautiful.” He said quietly, sounding strained. I looked at him, sadly, strained too, wanting to tell him I didn’t want to kiss Alexandre. I’m going to tell him, I thought, determined.

“Thanks, but Louis let me explain.” I pleaded, walking towards him. I stood right behind him, my hand hesitantly reaching out then putting it back down my side. He turned around slowly, a couple inches from chest to chest, from touching.

“I-I thought you loved me.” His voice cracking as his head swayed to the side, looking at the ground. I tentatively reached a gentle hand out onto his forearm, squatting a little to go under his face, so he can see me.

“I-I do, Louis.” I said, stumbling on the first word. His head looked up and I stood up straight, almost eye level with him. He was a tad taller than me, which was one of the things I loved about him.

“You don’t sound too sure about it. Why did you kiss the guy?” He mumbled.

“Louis, I tried to protest, but the director outsmarted me, he implied that I was single and I need to do what he said because there isn’t anything to stop me. He-he was my director, it was acting, it meant nothing to me, Louis! Like in the movies, you have to believe me!” I cried, pleading with him, this was our second chance, our only chance and I loved him so much.

Even possibly with every fiber of me.

“But I saw it on the tape, there wasn’t any argument, you guys just did it.” Louis said, starting to look angry at me.

“It only shows what the camera is recording!  I tried to protest, but then I couldn’t respond then were recording again. Look, Louis, I do love you, I know so! Why do you not believe me? I know what it feels like to be cheated on, Louis, I wouldn’t wish that upon someone. I didn’t do it willingly, Louis, that’s what I’m trying to say. If we were dating in public I could’ve said no, but we’re not which is good.” I said, whispering near the end.

“Then why can’t we date in public?” Louis cried, throwing his hands in the air, frustrated, “Why is this secret dating good?”

I stepped back to give him room to breathe, “Louis, we talked about this. If this turns about to be…a fling, why go public?”

He stood quietly, processing what I said slowly.  He sighed, rubbing his hands down his face as he sat down Indian style on the floor.

I sat down, my knees bent and to the side because of the dress I was wearing. I stared at him for a few moments before reaching out and tugging his hands away from his face and hair.

“If you keep tugging at your hair and covering your face, you’ll be pimply and bald.” I said, smirking as I tried to lighten the mood.

He looked at me as I held his wrists, keeping them from covering his handsome face.

“Lou--“

“You said you loved me right?” He interrupted, his voice sounding rushed.

“Yeah?” I ask, letting go off his wrists and sitting on my behind, getting off my knees.

“Then this wouldn’t be a fling if you love me, so why can’t we go public?” He said, getting on my knees like I did earlier and smiling like he discovered how to cure cancer.

“Yeah, I love you, but that’s not enough to hold this relationship.” I pointed out, my heart clenching at the fact I just implied that this was just going to end in a fling.

“What do you mean?” He asked, his smile fading. I avoided his eyes and got up, walking towards the grand windows and resting my hands on the window sill. I felt Louis walk up and stand beside me, looking out the window.  I felt Louis’ gaze on me and I glanced at him quickly before looking back out the window.

“Do you not believe me?” He whispered, looking out the window again.

“Believe what?” I asked, trying to be innocent, playing the dumb-card.

Louis didn’t respond right away, but he did respond after a couple minutes. I felt him getting closer until he was right against my side, facing the profile of my face.

I suddenly felt wetness on my neck from Louis’ lips.

He pecked my neck with his lips. A ghost of a smile appeared on my lips before disappearing.

His hands found his way to my waist, turning my body to face him. His forehead nudged my head to the side to make my neck more assessable. He pecked my neck two more times before I asked what he was doing.

“I’m kissing you….kind of, I guess.”

“Stop,” I croaked and Louis stopped, but kept his face in my neck, “I don’t want to do this, us, if we eventually won’t end up anywhere, if it’ll end like before. I’m older, even though I’m only twenty, I leaning towards finding someone who’ll I’ll marry and have kids with, to grow old together.”

“You don’t think that’s me?” He whispered, his lips feeling like a feather brushing against my neck.

“Last time we dated doesn’t help your case.” I said, stuttering. His head slowly looked raised until he was looking me in the eyes.

“That’s why this is our second chance, to try, to actually succeed this time.” He said, his hand caressing my face.

“Succeed in what?” I asked hoarsely, looking away from his searching eyes.

His hand became firm on my cheek and he turned my face to look at him to see a cheeky smile covering his face.

“This time I’m determined to keep dating till we do get married, have kids and grow old together. Because like I said when we started dating, I know you’re the one. So I’m going to take you, in all your perfections and imperfections with both arms open wide and love you till the world ends, because Danielle Brooks, I love you…so much, you don’t…you can’t even understand. Do you remember all those times I cried because of you, in front of you or whatever?”

I nodded my head, tears swarming my eyes at his confession of love.

“I once heard something about girls crying over a guy, that means she loves him, but when a guy cries over a girl, it’s because he’ll never find another girl like her and its true. Danielle, I won’t find another girl like you because you aren’t ever going to leave me. We’ll be together for a very long time and I can promise you that. I learned from past mistakes and we’ll stand by each other through our thick and thin. Okay Danielle? I love you, this isn’t going to be some fling, it’s going to last a long time.”

I smiled, tears falling down my cheeks.

He grinned in return, his eyes starting to cloud over, “You had me worried that you were going to leave me forever for a second there.”

I scoffed, “What? You had me worrying!” I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly, as he pulled me against him in a death grip.

“I love you.” I whispered.

“Je t'aime, Danielle.” He replied, before pulling back and kissing me lightly on the lips.

 I grinned, slowly opening my eyes from the kiss, “Let’s go public.” 

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Hey you guys! Happy late thanksgiving day! But I know some of you  guys, well let's face it, probably most of you don't read author's notes, but I would really love for you guys to read my other stories, at least one other. (the first book of this sequel doesn't count.)

Please comment that you read both and I'll feel so much better.

I feel like all my "best friends" at school, think of me as just someone who can make them laugh. I just feel like they forget about me, like I'm not there.

So please comment saying you did so and please be truthful about it.

Oh and plus, I didn't proofread this one, so that's why you see mistakes if there's any.

Also, I'm going to sing a song and post on YouTube sometime. Song Suggestions? I need ones that will I can somehow sing as an alto, only one girl singing song. Thanks.

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