Encore?

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-Louis

"Do you have everything?"

"Uhhh, oh!" I shuffled over to my lectern and grabbed Fifty Shades, stuffing it into my gym bag, thinking that Harry may fancy watching it.

"That should be it." I smiled extensively, constantly bouncing on my heels in excitement like the super luminosity of  Tachyons. I expurgate my throat. "I really want to thank you Ashton..for all this," I motioned to my packed bag. "It means a lot that you're willing to make time to take me."

"Anything for you, love. I myself am a hopeless romantic. This is a devoir for you and your mate. You need this, Louis. I mean, you try not to show it but I see it yawning within your eyes." Ashton stated, walking around my room, regarding my things.

"Well either way, I want to thank you." I clinch shut my duffel and slung it over my shoulder.

"Ready to go?" His hands are settled deep inward of his work jeans and he rocks from his heels to toes almost apprehensively.

"More than so." I smile and led him downstairs where I met my mum. She unbarred her arms to me, welcoming me for a caress. "You be good baby. Hope everything ends well." Didn't take much persuasion on my behalf to convince my mum that I needed to go to my mate. Being the hopeless romantic that she is and an ever so submissive Alpha less Omega, it was inevitable.

She squeezed tight before holding me at arms length. "I'm so proud of you for taking this step sweetheart. Any Alpha would be happy to have an Omega that is so fervid to their affinity. Harry just so happens to be that lucky one."

"Thanks mum."I smile widely. "But, this isn't goodbye. I'll be back."

"After he knot you well, huh?" She winks and laughs, the lines by her eyes riveting together.

"And you Ashton, take him there in one piece, then let his Alpha handle the rest." She taps his cheek, kissing mines and pushing us towards the door.

"Goodbye, baby."

"Let's have another toast to the girl almighty!" Ashton head-banged, pounding the steering wheel with agility.

"Let's pray we stay young, stay made of lightning!" I belted, swaggering my hips as much as they can be swayed while being restricted by the seat belt.

"You got some chords on you, Tomlinson." Ashton shrilled over the music. I giggled.

"Not too bad yourself."

"And that waistline. Damn, you got it all." Ashton laughed, turning up the CB. I reached over and turned it down below the accent of our voices, feeling off at his statement but too Omega to address it. The silence was dominant for some time. Ashton seemed to know where we were headed dexterously while I just looked through the window.

The melodious chirp of my cell phone rang through the car and I bent down, shuffling through my things, assimilating my phone, sliding 'answer' and elevating it to my ear.

"Ello?"

"Lou, you wanker!"

"Oh um, hey Zaynie."

"Save it. Please explain to me why I had to find out from Liam that you were traveling to the country?!" Zayn sounded genuinely upset, making me feel reprehensible for not informing him of the current matter. But then again, can I really be blamed?

"I'm sorry Zayn.."

"Sorry?" he scoffed "well sorry sure does falter my heart attack!"

"Can you really disfavor me? Zayn, you've been astray for days on end. I actually gave you your space to do whatever it was that you pleased. I'm just trying to get my mate back. Can't yoy just laud me and be there as a best mate and not my fucking father?" I wailed, throat constricting at the veociousness in my tone. Zayn was quiet on the other line for awhile. Ashton was watching me through his peripheral vision in silence.

I closed my eyes, sighing. My hand found it's way to my forehead, rubbing airily.

"Zayn.."

"No Lou, it's perfectly fine, I get it. Go to your mate. I hope everything goes well, but if things get fucked up, don't come bootlicking back to me."

The silence was as zipped as the inaudible 'sorry' that dribbled past my lips when the line went dead.

Short update because I know everyone is struggling with the news and the passionately frenzied fandom right now...I have a hard time concentrating as is so please do excuse me.

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