Meet and Greet and Love [A Louis Tomlinson FanFic]

Chapter 2- Past and Other stuff

Louis' POV

I stood there in the London Heathrow Airport, people rushing in and out. The boys we're standing behind me while I'm in front of my crying girlfriend. This is the first time I'll leave her for our tour and its so hard for me. I looked at the boys and nodded at them telling them to go first. I looked back to my girlfriend for almost 2 years. She was now just sobbing.

"El, I'm so sorry but management told us to. If it was up to me I would take you with me anywhere but everything must be done for everybody's sake." I told her trying to calm her down. 

I swear, I love my girlfriend so much but its like management controls my life and it controls everything. They said that I will be distracted if El would be there. 

"Don't worry, I understand Lou. I just can't stand the thought that you would probably forget about me coz it would be a year." She said. "And there would be a lot of girls crawling for you. "I am sure that I'll never forget about her and no other girl would replace her. She's so funny, loving, caring and just so perfect. I think so perfect that But what are the odds? We just stood there for another minute embracing eachother. 

"Just promise me Lou," she said. "That you'll never forget about me." 

"I promise." I said.

I kissed her one last time. Passionately. We looked into eaah other's eyes again and said 'I love you's.

I'm gonna miss El. I'm actually nervous. Not only because I'm not sure of what will happen to her if I'm not around. But because I'm not sure if I will be able to  keep my promise. I love her but a part of me is like completely lost and I don't think El could fill  it in. 

I boarded the plane with the lads and looked one last time to Eleanor and Danielle. Danielle is Liam's girlfriend and management didn't want her to come with us too. They said they were 'distractions' because the MSG performance is something big that only comes once and we shouldn't be messing it up.

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 Janine's POV

I just came out of the shower and my dad saw me. He was looking at me with his eyebrows up.

"What? Did I do something?" I asked.

"Yeah you took a shower." he said stating the obvious. "And I always hear you sing. You know we have a client who is a talent manager. Ever heard of Simon Cowell?" he said.

"Oh no dad. I'm just singing for fun. I don't plan on making it my job. Plus, I have to attend Uni and I would miss it if..... I......do.....that." I said.

The truth is I really do plan on making it as a profession. But I just find my voice like something that's dying. I really want to be a singer but I don't want to tell my dad and make a fool of myself. Wait, what am I talking about? Its my dad for pete's sake.

He just raised his eyebrows again. And I practically gave in.

"Alright fine. I wanna be a singer but my voice is like of a crying cow." I said frantically.

"Hmmmmm......" My dad just shrugged.

I rolled my eyes and went inside my room and changed my clothes. I wore a blue plain tank top with a purple cardigan and simple skinny jeans and blue TOMS.

I went down to the kitchen to grab some breakfast but instead I saw a note.

Janine, 

A client of ours called and there were some mix up in the bank so I had to go early. I just went to a drive thru so no need to worry. See you for dinner and just call me for some changes or emergencies or whatever.