Louis knew that the two of you were nothing serious. You didn't have any feelings for him, you just slept with him and sometimes got high in his tour bus, but that was all.

Still, he was wrapped around your finger like every other man.

He was a rockstar, had beautiful women throwing themselves at him but all he thought about was you on stage. Louis was completely in love, but he can't admit it.

"Please stay tonight, baby."

He dared to ask in a weak whisper, brushing your hair off your face.