Ch. 27

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Louis POV ofc-

"Louis, i know you're not all into it right now, but you have to do this interview." Simon says over the phone.

"I dont have to do anything." I reply.

He has been trying to get me to come do a Nouis interview for the past hour. I dont want to go, but i know i should.

"It will only be about 10 minutes long, plus Niall already agreed to it. Dont blow me off again, Louis."

"Fine," i groan, "what time does it start?"

"It starts at 5:30, dont be late."

"Okay, bye." I mumble.

I realized how much of a let down i have been since Harry died, but i really do want to step up my appreciation for them, so i get ready.

I arrive at the radio station where the interview will take place at and see Nialls car parked already.

I look at my clock and it says '5:26'.

I run inside, leaving my jacket in the car, because it was considerably warm anyways.

"I told you not to be late." Simon says opening the door for me.

"Im not." I say calmly.

He rolls his eyes and leads me to a booth with 2 microphones and a camera set up.

Damn. I was hoping it was only a radio interview. I didnt want my fans to see me like this. Bags under my eyes, messy hair, and a bit scrawny.

However, i take a seat next to Niall to wait for the signal.

"And we're live in 3, 2, 1..."

"So im here with 2 members from the biggest boyband on the planet, Niall Horan and Louis tomlinson. How are you guys today?" The interviewer starts. Casual.

"Im good, yeah its been a bit hard without Harry here, but him leaving so suddenly makes me realize that i should never underappreciate life as it is." Niall says in his strong Irish accent.

I roll my eyes at the answer.

"And what about you Louis?"

I just nod. Simon glares at me from the glass window.

The interview is long and annoying. I tried not to let it get to me, but it was so hard.

As soon as it was over, i just got up and stomped to my car. It had gotten a little bit colder since I was last out here, so i reach into my car for my sweater only to find it gone.

Instead there's a note there, i read it out loud, "sorry, i needed something to remind me of you, hope its not too big of a deal."

Okay, i must admit, its getting creepier.

That doesn't stall me much, and so i drive home.

Authors NOTE
Sorry this was just a fill in

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