Tour Life ||n.h|| [au]

Chapter 12: ||ERICA||

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My freaking Elounor heart is shattered. As I hear to Louis' room, he was coming to the lobby.
"Louis?"
"Hmm?" He seemed distant.
"Are you-"
"I'm fine."
"Okay. Niall just said to see if you were okay."
"Oh. Well, I don't know. It depends on how much he told you."
"You want me to say names?"
"Depends on the names."
"Okay, well Niall said he went to your room to wake you up, you were already awake, he asked why you were pissed. You said that El- she called you and she said that she was done," my Elounor heart has been broken, shattered, jumped on by Larry** shippers, and shredded, then boiled in the depths of hell.
"That's all I told Niall. I didn't tell him everything."
"I don't need the whole story, if you don't want to tell me."
"But you're just dying to know, right?"
"Just a teeny, tiny, little bit?"
"I can the desperation rolling off of you in waves."
"Fine. I want to know so badly that I would cry, but I won't."
"I was going to tell you, anyways, just to tell someone. The guys won't listen. When Liam and Dani broke up, they were all over it, like, 'it's fine, her loss,' but with me, they think I will automatically get over it, because I'm labelled as the one that just lets everything go so easily. But I don't.
"I mean, we were dating for three years. I can't just let her go. I loved her. I still do. We have been arguing for the last couple weeks. She told me we go on tour too much and for too long. And I said that i have no control when we go on tour, or for how long. She got mad and didn't talk to me for over a week. Then she decided to call me this morning to tell me that she was done with me. She called me and on the first ring, I clicked answer and before I could say hello, she said, and I quote, 'I'm done, Louis, I can't deal with the hate from people, and I don't like that I'm always without you. I'm done, we're done,' and click. She hung up.
"She didn't let me say anything," at this point he was leaning on the wall for support, tears staining his cheeks, and his eyes started to get bloodshot. He slid down the wall and sat, his head between his knees and broke down completely, his back rising and falling with sobs.
It took everything I had not to cry, too. I sat down next to him, not knowing how to comfort Louis Tomlinson.
"Louis?"
"What Erica?" He asked, sniffing, and not looking at me.
"Look at me."
He did. His eyes were red. Tears still ran down his face on his arms and some on his red and white shirt. "What?" He asked again.
"You know. It's not your fault. You can't control the tours or when you have free time. Your management absolutely sucks and I would know, because I have dealt with them longer. And trust me, she will always love you, Louis. No girl ever forgets her first real relationship and-"
"How would you know it was her first relationship?"
"Uh. Well, your fans are crazy, and they know. Uhm, a lot."
"Mhmm."
"Anyways, she just won't forget. You won't get over her. You think you will forget, but you won't. Neither will she. Ever. You're a good guy, Lou. Don't let a girl, even the girl you love, get in the way of doing something you love. Which right now is getting your ass to the concert later."
"What else?"
"Uhm. I guess another reason she can't be with you right now is because of the Larry shippers, and she does get tons of hate from them. I mean, it won't ever stop. You'd be dumb to think the hate towards her will stop. And if it makes you feel any better, I won't tell anyone about this. I might even get you ice cream later. Who knows? I'm full of surprises and good advice!"
"I'm holding you to the ice cream thing."
"Okay."
He laughed and started getting up, he pulled me up too and I smoothed out my shirt. "Hey, at least I got you to laugh."
"Was that your goal?" He asked.
"Yeah."
"Well, you accomplished."
"Good," he hugged me and I hugged him back. Holy fudge Louis freaking William Tomlinson is hugging me.
"Thanks."
"No problem."
He pulled back and we started walking down to the lobby, not going in the elevator, so we had a few flights of stairs to go down. "Did you freak out?" He looked at me.
"When?"
"Just now. Because, well Louis Tomlinson just hugged you. And Louis Tomlinson is fabulous."
"Well then yes, I flipped out."
He chuckled lightly and we raced down the rest of the stairs.
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We got to the lobby and Niall was talking to some fans and the other boys got down here, so he talked to them too.
"We have half an hour," Louis yelled as we got in the lobby.
"Louis William Tomlinson, that was my ear!" I yelled back at him. The fans all 'ooh'ed' over the fact that I did a minor bitch slap at Louis.
"C'mon people. Let's get this over with," I said.
We all went outside. We put all of our luggage in the tour bus and went to the car.
The plan was to go to the interview, get that over with, do something for five hours, and go to the concert venue. Then, en route to Asia.
See ya later Australia.
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**- I love Larry shippers, it was a joke, so I'm sorry if I offended anyone by saying the things I did. A few of my friends are Larry shippers, so I pretty much love them... Except the ones that are wayyyyyyyyy to protective of their precious Larry.