Valerie’s POV:
I was woken up by knocks at the door.
“Val! Lou! Come on, we gotta get going soon!” Liam called from outside my room. I groaned and put my head under the pillow again. I didn’t want to wake up; I didn’t want to leave my nice comfy bed. I wished that the boys didn’t have to go, I didn’t want to say goodbye.
I heard Louis sigh and the pillow was lifted off of my head.
“It’s only for six months love,” he reminded me, “And you girls can come to some of our concerts. You won’t be alone either, the girls will be here to keep you company.”
“I know,” I sighed. I turned over to look at him, “I just wish that your management wasn’t so thick headed.” Louis chuckled and got off of the bed.
“They’re under the impression that they know what’s good for us,” he said as he pulled on his trousers.
“So, basically, they don’t know what they’re doing?”
“Exactly.” He pulled on his shirt and turned back to me, “They’re okay with handling the publicity, but they don’t know shit about what’s good for us. Sometimes I honestly think that they don’t care about how we feel about what they make us do. To them, it’s all about looking good in the public eye and making money.” I couldn’t disagree with that. There was another knock at the door.
“Val? Louis? Hurry up!” Liam called again.
We were sitting in the airport, waiting for the boys’ flight to be called. Occasionally, I would hear a few clicks from the pap’s cameras, but I didn’t see where any of them were.
I was leaning on Louis’s shoulder, trying not to dwell on the fact that today would be one of the last times we saw the boys for the next six months. Sure, we could go to some of their concerts, but we could only stay with them for a day or two, then we’d have to come back home.
Perrie and Zayn were sitting to my right and I heard them whispering to each other.
“Just take care of yourself, okay?” Zayn said, “If you think that anything’s wrong, tell the girls immediately.”
“You worry too much Zayn,” Perrie said, giggling a little, “Everything will be just fine.”
“First class passengers for Flight 514 to New York now boarding.” That was the boys’ flight. Time to say goodbye… I sighed and looked up at Louis.
“Hey,” he reached up and wiped something off of my cheek, “Don’t cry love.” I didn’t even realize I had been. Louis pulled me in for a hug and held me tightly.
“I love you,” I said, barely able to keep my voice above a whisper.
“Love you too.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him. Just before our lips met, someone tapped my shoulder and I turned to see Harry standing there, looking at us.
“Could I get a goodbye hug from my sister?” he asked. I chuckled and pulled away from Louis so I could hug Harry.
“Take care of yourself Val,” he said. I stepped back and rolled my eyes.
“Same goes for you Haz.” He smiled, “Have fun, okay?” He nodded and I ruffled his hair. I then proceeded to say goodbye to the others.
“Come on boys,” Paul said, “Time to go.” I walked back over to Louis just as he was picking up his carry on.
“I’m really gonna miss you,” I said, trying not to cry again. Louis wrapped his arms around me once more and pulled me close.
“I’ll miss you too,” he said, “So much. But we’ll talk every day. I’ll text and tweet to you, and I’ll skype you every night. Okay?” I nodded. I leaned up to kiss him one last time before he left.
“Louis!” Paul called. Louis sighed and kissed my cheek quickly before turning and joining the others. The girls and I watched as they walked farther away.
Just before they were out of sight, Louis turned around and caught my eye. He blew a kiss in my direction and I pretended to catch it. He smiled, before turning around and walking out of sight.
A.N.:
Hey y'all!
Okay, I'm not so sure about this chapter, but I did my best...
So for Harry's birthday, I wrote " <3 Hazza <3 " on my wrist. During Spanish class I was leaning on my hand, and you could see the words on my wrist. My teacher was passing out our quizzes and when he handed me mine, he looked at my wrist. He saw the words, smiled, and said "HAAAAZZZZZZZZZZAAAAAAA!" in the strangest voice possible... I nearly died trying not to laugh!
Then there's what we did today in Economics...
All we did was make paper airplanes and try to throw them through a hula hoop. The class broke off into four teams... I just joined a random group because none of my friends are in that class. NO ONE in my group knew how to make a proper paper airplane that would fly straight... okay, I shouldn't be talking, I can't make one to save my life, but still! One of the boys hadn't even made a paper airplane before!!!
Needless to say, my group lost, not being able to get ONE DAMN PAPER AIRPLANE THROUGH THE DAMN HULA HOOP! *sigh*
Anyways, that's all for now, until next time, later gaters!
YOU ARE READING
Truly Madly Deeply- Sequel to Nobody Compares (Louis Tomlinson Fic) *COMPLETED*
Fanfiction[Book 3] It's been two months. The boys are about to begin their six month long, Take Me Home tour, and none of the girls are allowed to come along. Not only will all of their relationships be put to test along the way, but no one has seen or heard...
