but the wait will be worth it

chapter fifty five

Somehow the sunset had disappeared at some point while I was chasing Clara around in the bar.

It's weird how the sky can be so many different colors one moment, and then just black in the next.

If I had come out of that bar, head and ass aching as they were, and somebody told me that it was the next day, I would've believed them. I wouldn't have given it a second thought.

I wondered if this is what time traveling had been. What if, in Back to the Future, Marty never really went back in time? Maybe, he had just been in the tinted-window car for so long, and had failed to recall what color the sky was beforehand? He could've just closed his eyes for one minute, and the next minute somehow the sky had been light. A new day.

Though, I couldn't quite place where all the 50s junk had come from. Maybe he had entered a secret abandoned movie set.

Regardless of daytime and night, there were so many moments within my life that I had just forgotten about. As if I skipped over them.

Like those moments after The X Factor, when Louis and I had bought our house. I remember furnishing the house, painting, and nights discovering every room and testing which beds bounced the most- though after that it just seems like a blur.

Although it does pick up back again around the time Louis got that phone call. That one meeting we had, which felt like ages ago looking back at it now, when everything changed. Before that meeting was a completely different era in my mind.

Then came this era. The one we were in currently. The one where nothing felt for sure, and everything was confusing. When I couldn't always just look to my Louis for comfort when I needed it.

When I couldn't expect anymore for a seat to be left open for me beside him, because often times my chair wasn't even there.

Regardless of that fact, Louis' hotel room door remained the same. Same as every night I knocked on it, fully expecting to wake up in his bed in the morning. Though, this time it wasn't like that. I wasn't sure of where I'd end up by the time the dark sky faded to light.

"Who is it," a muffled voice spoke from the other side of the wooden door.

I groaned, too tired to respond with an 'it's Harry.'

A few seconds went by before I could hear Louis unlatching the door. He opened it with a smile.

"Was starting to think you wouldn't show," he beamed.

I forced a small smile before letting myself in, still holding my pounding head in pain.

"What happened to you?" He questioned as I let myself collapse onto his bed. I groaned once more and buried my nose into the sheets, not even minding wether or not they smelled of Louis that time.

He sat beside me and placed a hand on my leg. "What happened? Seriously, you look straight out of the Garden of Earthly Delights here. And not even the flowery green part, the dark and moody panel on the right."

I rolled my eyes with a laugh. "I hate that I understand your reference," I mumbled.

Louis giggled. "And that's why you're my baby."

I sighed and remained face down for a moment. Louis had stopped speaking, so I rolled over onto my back and skeptically looked at him. Louis returned the expression jokingly.

"Why do you do that," I questioned, my face challenging his amusement. Louis moved closer hesitantly.

"Do what?"

I continued to stare at him. "Skip past important things. Tell me why you do that."

Louis laughed nervously before finally taking on a serious tone. His hand was drawn back from my leg as he scratched his head, confused.