Everything About You // l.t.

Twelve

Louis POV

I felt bad for not answering Rachel's calls or calling her back. It's just, I feel so awkward with Rachel now. I mean, not in a bad way. I still love her, but last call we had was so awkward.

Well, me and the boys have somewhere to be today. A concert. Here in good old London.

My phone buzzed, signalling I had a text. I ran to it and saw it was from Hazza. It said: 'hey lou we got a concert today. be ready!'

I smirked and got out of bed, going to my closet and decided on something to wear.

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Rachel POV

We are leaving in an hour. I haven't even talked to Lou for two days! Should I call him? Yes, I believe that's the right thing to do.

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"Hey lou!" I exclaimed.

"Oh hey Rach." He answered.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Oh, well nothing besides the fact that your leaving me for a week to go back to Cali."

"Lou. You know I have to! We can skype, text, call and call each other when ever you want." I comforted him.

He sighed, "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you, too. I'm leaving in an hour, I'll be back by Friday night."

"I love you Rachel," Louis said for probably the first time since we got together.

"I love you too, boo." I giggled.

I could almost see him smiling through the phone. "Well, Rach, I have to go, we have a concert in two hours." He said.

"Alright, good luck. Bye Lou."

"Bye."

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"Rach, we need to go!" My mom yelled up the stairs.

"Alright!" I called back. I grabbed my suitcase, phone, headphones, and my favourite blanket and ran downstairs.

The first thing my mom did was grab the suitcase and my blanket and threw it into the trunk. "Gee thanks for taking good care of my stuff, mom." I teased.

"Oh, you be quiet!"

We got into the car and drove to the air port. I feel somewhat nervous, I don't know why, but I feel nervous. Is it just cause I'm leaving lou? Or going to Max's funeral?

There's no turning back now, whatever it is.

*ON THE AIRPLANE*

"Okay everyone, please stay seated in your seats!" The flight attendant warned us.

I popped my earbuds into my ears and turned on One Direction from my phone. I listened to magic. And whenever I heard Louis' part, I couldn't help but think about him. Why am I so worried? I swear, I'm going crazy. Well, we have 4 hours left, might as well get some sleep.

"Mom?" I whispered. She turned her head from her magazine to me. "Can you hand me a pillow?" She nodded and did so.

"Thanks." I put the pillow behind my head and closed my eyes, soon falling into a deep sleep.

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Louis POV

We were backstage now, getting our make up, and hair done for the concert. Rachel is probably still on the plane. When she gets back to London, I'm going to take her anywhere she wants. It will all be about her, no one else. I sighed and let the stylist do my makeup.

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Soon me and the lads were standing on these platforms. Supposed to go up onto the stage, I guess. I could already hear the screaming fans as a screen showed a count down, the girls counting along.

I looked over to the lads. They looked happy to be here. But I wasn't, I was annoyed. I just want to be with Rachel, I wish I could've gone with her, but that couldn't happen.

Soon the platforms started to lift and the music for 'Rock Me' started to play.

Next thing you knew Harry started singing the first verse.

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Finally, it was over. I ran backstage, glad to be done. Sweat was dripping from my forehead as I grabbed my water bottle and chugged it down.

Next thing I knew was that I was slowly being pulled towards the darkness.

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Edited as of 12/28/14