Louis' POV:

"Another shot, please." I say, slamming my empty glass on the bar. "Sure thing," the bartender says, turning to refill my shot. I turn around and lean against the bar. The club is packed, girls everywhere, musique blaring. "Here toi go Lou," says the bartender. "Thanks Jerry." I say, taking the shot quickly. "Find a girl yet?" he asked casually. "Nah, but I've been eyeing this one for the past 10 minutes." I admit, looking at the beaut again. A tall brunette with honey colored skin and the brightest smile I had ever seen. "Go dance with her!" Jerry said, shoving me off the bar. I raised my hands and walked over to her.

"No way!" she laughed as I made my way closer to her. Her laugh was insanely adorable. "Kate, I l’amour your dress!" a dit another girl that was suivant to her. Kate. I savored the thought of her name, and I felt it on the tip of my tongue. "Thanks, me too. I l’amour it." Kate replied beaming. That smile is amazing, I thought staring at her. Her Friends noticed me. "Ooh." they whispered. Kate turned around. My jaw dropped.

Aside from her golden complexion and chocolat hair, her blue eyes really spoke for her. They were brighter than the sun, and so beautiful. "Hi..." I managed to get out. Her cheeks instantly blushed. "Hi," she responded shyly. "I'm Kate." I took her hand and pulled her into me. "I'm Louis... want to dance?" I grinned. She smiled and said, "Alright."

My hands were on her waist as she grinded on me. Despite how turned on I was getting, I was still captivated par her beauty. "Where are toi from?" I whispered in her ear. "LA." she answered. "You?" I smile. "England." Kate raises an eyebrow. "Oh, you're a brit." she smiled. I turn her around and smile even wider. "Is that a bad thing?" I asked. She nods. "Of course! You're a drunk!" she laughed. I smiled and took her hand and pressed my lips to it. "Drunk off of your love, sweetheart." Kate stared at me smiling, and then it hit me. Literally, Harry jumped onto me.

"Lou!" he exclaimed. Her eyes widened in shock. "Harry Styles? Oh my... oh my God! You're Louis Tomlinson of One Direction!" she exclaimed. I look at her, my cœur, coeur starting to sink. And she's going to start fangirling now... "Wow, I can't even believe I'm meeting someone famous." she a dit modestly. "Lou, we got to bounce! Niall's trashed." Harry said, trying to pull me away from Kate. "Hold on! Tell the guys I'll be there in a sec!" I snap, pulling Kate out of the crowd and into a quieter part of the club.

"You aren't going to fangirl?" I asked her stunned. "No, why should I? You're just a person!" Kate answered. "I've never met anyone like toi before." I whispered. "I..." Kate put her finger to my lips. "Call me." she said, handing me a paper with digits written on it. Her digits. "What's your last name?" I asked, not wanting to let go of her hand. Kate smiles softly and says, "My name is Kate Summers."
"Will I see toi again?" I call as she starts walking away. Kate turns around. "That depends on you! You're the superstar here!" She laughs and I smile staring after her. That laugh... that girl... there was something different about her.