AGLOW [L.T]

42

"I'll be damned" Louis says in a calm manner.

He was standing in the middle of the room, looking around the room, every inch covered in the pictures of us. He walks up to the bed, lifting one of the photos to see it better. I was waiting by the entrance, leaning against the wall with my arms crossed over my stomach. Louis let the picture fall to the floor before turning to me.

"You said they wouldn't get in here" I say, leaning my head tiredly against the wall.

"Me too" he says. "I told them to keep your room untouched and they're outside all of the time, I don't understand how they fucking did it" he looks around him.

"Oh my god" I laugh, turning from my shoulder leaning on the wall to my back leaning on the wall. "I need supervision to be in my room and not even that is keeping them away from me!"

"Look, I know it's frustrating but we're trying to work it out" he says, taking a few steps closer to me.

"I told you someone was there" I mutter, closing my eyes as I lean my head back to rest it on the wall.

"What?" he asks.

"At the lake, I heard something and you told me it was an animal" I say.

"I didn't think it was a pervert taking photos of us, it was dark and there was no flash I don't know how they even managed" he says, looking back at one of the photos.

"Someone was there, Louis!" I say, louder, still not opening my eyes.

"Avery, it's fine" I hear him step closer to me.

"What do you mean it's fine?!" I ask, turning my head to look at him, now next to me. "Someone was there, watching us, photographing us while we were kissing!"

"I know, but it was probably only to scare you they won't hurt you" he says, trying to calm me down. He puts a calming hand on my shoulder which I quickly brush off as I stand up from the wall.

"Do you not hear me? there was someone there, watching us. It's sick that you're so calm about this when they were that close!" I yell.

"You seem to forget what I work with" he says.

"Yeah, well I don't. I'm not okay with people stalking me, taking pictures of me and certainly not breaking into my room!" I ramble until I'm short of breath from the frustration that was flooding my body.

"I know! but I'm trying to fix it! it's not work for over night!" he argues.

I sigh while shaking my head. There was no way I'd ever feel safe during this tour if I can't even have my own room alone. There's constantly someone watching me, none of them for my benefit. There's always a threat, like a knife to my throat from someone without a face. I don't know why they're doing what they're doing but it's definitely related to the boys.

"Whatever" I sigh, walking past Louis into the room. "So what is your plan with this, Sherlock?" I ask, gesturing to the room.

"Well we can't really ask the boys for help unless you want them to see it, so it's kinda our job" he says, kicking some of the photos around on the floor. I shrug slightly, looking at the mess.

"I guess we'll have to start cleaning then" I start to gather the photos on the bed into a big pile.

"I'll get the bags" he says, turning to walk out of the room.

Soon he was back with two big black plastic bags to throw the photos in. During the time he was gone I had gathered every photo from the bed and the headboard and I threw it in the big black bag before continuing with the windows. They had taped them up and the tape left marks on the glass. Hopefully they don't question it when we leave tomorrow.