Blazed

Chapter Forty

Chapter Forty

Kendall

"Louis this looks at expensive." I shook my head, as I stared up at the beautiful hotel. Louis on the other hand was paying the cab driver, even though I offered to pay for it. "No scratch that this is expensive, it's only going to be one night."

"Honestly Kendall I don't mind spending my money on you." He chuckled while coming to stand beside me.

"I mind though. I don't won't you to have to go into your pockets every time we're together." I told him, as we walked into the hotel lobby.

He chuckled,"Sweetheart, I'm part of the biggest boy band, money isn't a problem for me."

"Someone's cocky." I noted, while my face scrunched up in distaste. Though he only smiled my way, before poking my cheeks to get me to smile.

"I don't mean it that way. It's just that I'm successful, and I want someone to share it with. that's why I don't mind spending money on you." He said, trying to clear up what he'd said moments. It worked but I'm still as stubborn as a mule.

"Still though the way I'm raised is we do for each other, like a team. I pay you pay. You need someone to talk to I'm that ear that's always willing to listen. Hell you want to start a bar fight with someone, just know I'm there to help you throw some punches."
"That little speach just took a violent turn." His brows rose, along with the corners of his lips as we walked up to the reception desk.

I rolled my eyes."All I'm saying is relationships should be fifty-fifty. No matter of fact you should put your all in relationships, a hundred and a hundred." I said, as he shook his head while smiling at me.

"You're right but technically this is still a date, sort of...." He trailed, but turned to the grinning young looking guy behind the desk. If he smiled any bigger his face would break.

"Technically we're stuck in paris for tonight." I added, while raising my brow at the dark haired teen.

"Can we get a deluxe suite please, just for tonight." Louis asked, as he slid his credit card to the guy. Though he repeated himself in french when the guy just blinked."Pouvons-nous obtenir une suite de luxe s'il vous plaît, juste pour ce soir."

Whatever trance the guy was in he snapped out of it, and began to type away on the computer in front of him. Though it was only seconds before he was looking back at Louis and I, mostly Louis."We only actually have the classic rooms available at the moment. You're Louis tomlinson..i mean of course you know that." The guy, mumbled as his cheeks reddened.

"Though they're good too, spacious and beautiful just like you. I didn't mean to say that, at least not out loud." He muttered, while I laughed at his dispense.

"Well we'll take that room." Louis chuckled, while nodding over at the boy.

"Ummm, yeah okay. I'll get you your key card so you can be on your way." The guy mumbled before walking into a back room, and returning just as quickly as he had left.

"Your key, Louis. I mean Mr.tomlinson." He said, as he handed Louis the key card and his credit card back."Would it he to much trouble to ask you for an autograph? You don't have to." He muttered, just as fast as he'd asked.

"He looks like he'd cry if you didn't Louis." I said, but got nudged by Louis.

The guy shrugged."I probably would. Just not where anyone could see me. So is that a yes for the autograph?" He asked, brown eyes wide and hopeful.

"Sure." Louis said, smiling when the boy screamed. He pulled two CD'S out of his uniform pockets and handed them to Louis along with a permanent marker.