The Wedding Planner

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continuation from louis's pov

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Everything went well, I guess. I called Eleanor and nervously reminded her about the fittings, and she seemed okay with it, which was a shock to me. I rang her first thing when I woke up, which was early five and she sounded active, not like the usual tired self she was every early morning.

I headed towards the vanity mirror then, finalizing my hair as I flipped different parts of it to different angles. As I was satisfied with it, I hummed and went to open the bedroom door, finding Harry as I guess he was suppose to open the door, too.

"Oh," he let his hand down from the knob, "I was about to call you?" he said, as it came out like a question. I raised my eyebrow and shook my head.

"You could have knocked, Harold," I chuckled and soon closed the door leading to the bedroom I slept in. He rolled his eyes playfully and shrugged as his backpack came level to his shoulder. We exited the room and went down the large elevator as we met with the rest at the private room reserved for us, which we would be using for eating breakfast.

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"See you, lads soon," Liam said as a frown was present on his face, just like all of us. We were in the airport, we left immediately after eating due to the fact we took too long, and now we were almost late.

We really will miss each other, but it was also a need to see our families. And today wasn't like the usual, as like everybody would expect, we would be out partying and celebrating the end of the third, successful tour, but we decided it would be best not to at this time, for we attended a lot of clubs during the tour.

We did our last (for awhile) group hug and we both parted ways. Painful to see, too.

Eleanor was here also, which obviously made things a bit awkward for her. But being the kind, gentlemen guys they are, they also gave her an unsteady hug, since they aren't quite close. And since I would be in the same flight with El, I will be spending time with her. And I knew I shouldn't screw her mood up because she rode two airplanes to get here, three adding to the one we will be riding.

"That was awkward," Eleanor commented, uninterested to what happened awhile back. I gave her an odd look to which she dropped off with a shrug. I shook my head and headed to our flight, which was called for boarding around a minute ago.

I brought her bag along with mine, since I was only bringing a duffel bag, but was filled with lots of clothes and miscellaneous stuff. But still. And she didn't complain, too. People didn't seem to bother us because most of them were oldies, which I didn't bother.

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I fell asleep throughout the ride. Nothing much to do at a flight that holds around seven hours.

"Who's gonna pick us up?" Eleanor questioned by the time we were heading outside the airport's entrance, luckily no paparazzi's were present. I hope.

"What's up with you, El?" I snapped. I couldn't believe after these hours, this is what she says? I wasn't expecting that sentence, I expected at least a 'Lou, what's wrong?' But no. She stared at me, then went back to her cell, like as if I wasn't mad at all. She ignored me, why don't I, too? I huffed and left her bag in the crowded area, she was behind me after all.

I knew I was suppose to be a great boyfriend, but being a great boyfriend to a stubborn girlfriend is definitely not on my list. She gaped and groaned frustratingly, but I simply ignored it.

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"Hey, Mom," I grinned when I found out she was the one who will pick us up. I pecked her on the cheek and her smile widened more. I entered the car and slammed the door shut, about to ask her some questions when she turned to Eleanor. Let me just say, she isn't a big fan of her since she thinks El's number one priority is her beauty, which I disagreed to.

"Go open the door, Lou," she said, like it was the most obvious thing. I huffed and did so, as Eleanor was waiting outside expectantly. What if we left her? What if I didn't open the damn door for her? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I shouldn't even be thinking of that, but screw it, I wanted to let my anger out through my head.

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We arrived at a small, private studio shortly. It was a bit close to Doncaster's airport, but was really far from our home, more like a thirty-minute drive, which is the amount of time we usually drive to when we arrive from the airport.

Unexpectedly, a van parked behind us right after we parked around the tiny parking lot of the studio, to which I figured was the rest of my sisters, and my stepfather.

"Louis!" the girls yelled, running to me as they engulfed me with a bone-crushing hug. I laughed and returned the hug, too.

"I'm so glad you and El came," Lottie squeals, like she always does, which I'm not complaining to. She looked over my back and saw Eleanor, arms crossed, left foot forward, as it seemed like she was impatient, "am I missing something?" Lottie asked, as the girls looked at me weirdly, leaving my mom and stepdad to talk.

"No, no, no," I assured her, shooting a death glare to Eleanor who rolled her eyes and went towards us. Great influence. They hugged her, as she hugged them back, of course.

I didn't know how I ended up with her. Harsh, but technically true. But management, of course. Thinking about it made me roll my eyes.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Fizzy asked us, and on cue, the little twins ran their way towards the entrance of the studio, to be followed by the rest and leaving me and Eleanor alone.

"Try to be nice sometimes," I stated, not making eye contact to her as she trailed behind me. I could hear her mumbling, but I didn't quite catch it.

We enter the studio, to be greeted by two girls, to which I guessed was the planner Lottie kept telling me way back during the beginning of the tour. My eyes never leaving her, to which she didn't notice, made me quite confused because I literally couldn't at least let my eyes off of her.

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"Next," the planner softly said, to which Lottie told me her name was Andrea which made me giddy. I stalked my way there and was suddenly joined by Eleanor. I gave her an odd look, but she pretended not to see it. Fine, then.

She wrapped a measuring tape around my waist, to which gave me chills because no one has ever done that to me over a year, or more since we were mostly in a tour bus. As she started to say my sizes, I was finally done, suddenly uncomfortable since I was immediately comfortable with Andrea, which I didn't know why.

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Two hours passed by and we were finally finished. Andrea and her assistant, Gabriella, as she introduced herself to me, waved at all of us. We waved back and left.

Me and El rode my mom's car because we would take separate roads since I live alone now.

"You were staring at that planner," Eleanor silently commented, her temple resting on the window. She noticed. I rolled my eyes at her.

"Why do you care?" I muttered, to which silenced her. Thank god.

The ride was not that long. I dropped El to her hotel, since she insisted staying there instead at my apartment which was fine with me.

I entered my apartment and laid down the bed, feeling confused to myself. Never had I felt that feeling before, the feeling of liking someone at first sight. I could have gotten my chance, but there are a lot of what if's.

And there's Eleanor, and Modest.

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