Chapter Fουг
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Love, Em
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I am bursting with happy energy and whatnot as I drive home. Naturally, I earn myself some angry honks from other drives, which I reply with the middle finger or the good old piss off gesture [A.N.: for the non-Brits, it’s the index and middle finger with your palm facing yourself]. The drive home is blissfully short and I bound up the stairs since I can’t even bring myself to wait for the lift.
“LOUEH!” I yell out as I burst through the door.
Big mistake.
Louis is sprawled out on the sofa with his briefs slid halfway off his luscious bum and Eleanor is clad only in her bra and jeans. They’re both panting softly and their hands are pretty much everywhere, lips dancing in a passionate dance. In fact, they don’t even notice my outburst because they are so into it.
The right, rationale reaction would be to run out of our flat and let them have their fun. But my eyes betrayed me as they stayed glued on the sight before them. Louis moans as El’s hands slide down to his hips and push down at the briefs, revealing his semi. I gulp at that, my eyes still transfixed. She fists her hand around his length and starts to pump it slowly, causing Louis to release a sensual moan.
That moan snaps me back into my sense and I back out of our flat.
Holy freaking jesus.
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“You alright there?” Liam asks for the thirteenth time. I’ve managed to drive over to his flat without maiming any other cars while the angry tears were streaming down my face.
“No,” I finally speak. My voice has gone hoarse from all the crying I’ve been doing for the past ten minutes. They just wouldn’t stop. If I managed to think about something other Louis’ my mind would wander back to him.
“Wanna talk about it?”
“I walked in on Lou and El,” I deadpan.
“Erm,” Liam squims. “That’s . . . . Traumatising.”
“I’ll say.” I grumble. “They had most of their clothes off, too.”
Liam’s Bambi eyes sparkle. “So you got to see him—“
“Oh shut it, Payne. Wrong time, wrong place.”
“Still,” he teases. I give him my best death glare and he lets it go.
“I’m sorry that you had to see it.”
“Yeah, me too. How dare he do that sort of shit around our apartment? Couldn’t they go to her place, or at least get inside a room?”
“Well, you were supposed to work till four, not two,” he points at the clock on the wall, which is pointing at half-two.
“That’s only ‘cause I’m a brilliant singer,” I boast.
“Don’t be a bragger, Nialler,” he says, nudging me in the ribs.
“Only because I have brilLiam songwriter friends, though,” I wink at him.
“Flattery won’t get you anywhere,” he singsongs.
“But a heartbreak will.”
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‘ . . . Close the door
Throw the key
Don’t wanna be reminded
Don’t wanna be seen
Don’t wanna be without you
My judgment's clouded
Like tonight's sky
Hands are silent
Voice is numb
Try to scream out my lungs
It makes this harder
And the tears stream down my face
If we could only have this life
For one more day
If we could only turn back time
You know I’ll be
Your life
Your voice
Your reason to be
My love
My heart
Is breathing for this
Moment
In time
I’ll find the words to say
Before you leave me today
Flashing lights in my mind
Going back to the time
Playing games in the street
Kicking balls with my feet
There’s a numb in my toes
Standing close to the edge
There’s a pile of my clothes
At the end of your bed
As I feel myself fall
Make a joke of it all
You know I’ll be
Your life
Your voice
Your reason to be
My love
My heart
Is breathing for this
Moment
In time
I’ll find the words to say
Before you leave me today
You know I’ll be
Your life
Your voice
Your reason to be
My love
My heart
Is breathing for this
Moment
In time
I’ll find the words to say
Before you leave me today.’
I finish and look up to find out that there isn’t one pair of eyes that are dry. Even the maintenance guy who was cleaning by the door was crying into his sleeve. There are tears welling up in my own eyes as well.
After the disaster with Lou and El yesterday, I ended up staying at Liam’s place, which Zayn (his boyfriend, by the way) didn’t mind at all. Well, he probably minded that they couldn’t fuck or whatever. I was full of unspoken emotions and such so I decided to vent it out in the form of a sad, ballad-type song. Liam and Zayn helped out here and there, but most of it came from the bottom of my battered and shattered heart.
I look around nervously. “So?”
“That,” Ed pauses to clear his throat as it has tightened from crying. “Was beautiful. It’s as if you poured out your heart and soul into the song!”
“Yeah, I did,” I admit.
“This is going to be your debut single,” Hugh declares.
“Beg your pardon?”
“Your debut single for November? It’s going to be—what did you call it?—‘Moments’.”
My face must be shocked because he continues on, “Oh, sorry. I must’ve forgot to tell you. Your debut single will be out in November and your album will be released in January or February next year. It won’t be a long album, ten or so songs on it, but yeah, that’s the plan.”
“That sounds awesome!” I put on a happy face.
Inside, I’m still dying.
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Ooh, first half-on het smut haha. Thanks for reading :D xx
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Words To Say
Fanfiction*NOT FAMOUS* Niall is a boy from Mullingar, Ireland, who's got the voice to be the next big star in all of Ireland and UK. He has met Louis whom he found instant connection with. Can he find the right words to say before it's too late?
