Part 7
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"
I turned round quickly to see Louis on the floor in a fit of laughter. "Did I make you jump?" he asked as he stood up. "Anyway, what are you doing snooping around in here?" I couldn't speak, I was still in shock. "I was...um...I was looking for Cher's jacket, I wanted to see where she got it from" I stuttered, kicking the diary under the pile of clothes. "What are you doing here anyway?" I asked as I walked over to him. "Well, I couldn't wait to see you, so I could do this..." and he kissed me softly on my nose. "Was that all you came back for?" I asked cheekily. He looked startled "oh, yeah, and I think I left my phone here..." I wrapped my arms round his neck "Louis..." "Yeah?" "You know I really love you." I mumbled, looking into his eyes. Shit, did I just say that out loud? "Uh, yeah I like you too." He said as he unwrapped my arms from around his neck. Something started to buzz, Louis ran outside the room and then came back in, "found my phone, it was outside on the landing..." he pressed the answer button. "what? Yeah zayn? Uh hu. I forgot something so I came back to the house. What do you mean; do I have your lunch? Oh yeah, sorry mate I forgot. I'll get it now." I smiled; trust Louis to forget something as simple as that. "I have to go" he said, and he ran downstairs.
I went back to my room and thought over what he said when I told him I loved him. I like you too. I shook my head, and pushed the thought to the back of my mind. As I sat back down on my bed, I remembered that I hadn't put Cher's diary back under her mattress. So I pulled myself off my bed and walked back to her room. I searched through the pile of clothes I kicked the diary under but I couldn't find it anywhere, I stood up and scanned the room for any signs of where it might be. Nothing. Where could it of gone? But yet again, I pushed the thought to the back of my mind, and went downstairs to watch telly.
There was nothing on T.V, so I walked back out into the hall and picked up the piece of card that had the number of the black taxi that took the contestants to and from rehearsals written on it. 20 minutes later I found myself sitting in the back of the black cab with 'turn ma swag on' blasting over the radio. Wow, that song had become so popular since Cher sang it. We arrived at the studios fairly quickly, but as I stepped out of the car I was blinded by flashing lights. Someone thrust a microphone in my face asking who I was, and what was I doing there. "I'm Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend" I said proudly "I was a dancer, but I injured my ankle." The first person I saw after pushing my way through security was Liam, "hey, hey Liam!" I shouted, hobbling through the crowd. "Hey Taylor, what are you doing here?" He asked. "I got bored; do you know where Louis is?" "Yeah, I think he is backstage somewhere" "thanks!" I shouted as I half limped, half ran down the corridor. I looked everywhere backstage, but I still couldn't find him. Was he avoiding me? He seemed really distant this morning. I heard a voice behind me, "hey look its Taylor. Taylor! What are you doing here?" it was Harry, Niall was right behind him, but he wasn't talking as he was too busy trying to stuff a whole burger in his mouth. "Oh, I'm looking for Louis." I smiled. "Oh, okay, I think he is in the small corridor, you know… the one that leads off our dressing room. He said something about whishing Cher good luck for tonight." As soon as I heard her name I felt my jaw lock. I think Harry noticed, "Are you okay?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm fine" I said, as I hurried off in the direction of where Louis was supposed to be.
As I turned the corner leading into the corridor, I heard voices, so I walked backwards slowly and hid behind the wall. I stuck my head out to see what was happening, it was Louis and Cher. "Cher! We need to be more careful, I caught Taylor reading this when I went back to the house." Louis chucked Cher's diary towards her, a worried look appeared on her face. "She didn't read it all, did she?" Cher asked, her bottom lip shaking. "She seemed fine, so I'm guessing not. But we need to watch our backs!" Louis sighed, rubbing his temples. "Can't we just tell her? I know she will be heartbroken, but it's better than keeping it from her!" I watched as Louis groaned, and Cher started to bite her nails nervously. I couldn't help it, but the tears started to run down my cheeks…what was I going to do now?
