Louis' POV
Our flight to America is in less than a day. I'm not as excited as I was last time though, because sneaking around in America isn't all that fun. I don't know my way around places as well as I do in London. I should be packing right now but, I'm not. I'm just sitting on the edge of my bed wasting time that I don't really have. Harry's already got all his things packed, I know that for sure. He was packed over a week ago, that's just how he is, he can't forget anything. I, on the other hand, end up forgetting half of the things I end up needing. My thoughts were cut short as I heard the door to my bedroom creek open.
"Lou, do you need help? What are you doing? You're hardly packed," Harry asked me, walking all the way into my room and closing the door.
"I'm fine, I was just thinking," I say to him.
"Well you've been in here for over two hours, I'll help you finish packing, Boo."
"Thanks, Haz."
We ended up packing for over an hour because I didn't even know what I wanted to bring. We went through my whole closet, before we were both exhausted.
"What do we do now?" I asked.
"Wanna watch a movie?" Harry asked me. I nodded. Harry put in 'Love Actually' and pressed play. I wasn't very interested though, I kept getting lost in my own thoughts. About half way through the movie, Harry noticed that I wasn't paying attention.
"Louis, are you alright?" I heard Harry say, sounding slightly concerned. "You've been acting a little strange tonight."
"Yeah, I know. I've just been thinking a lot, that's all."
"Well, tell me what you're thinking about then, it seems to be bothering you."
"I'm not really in the mood to go on tour yet," I say.
"What? Why not?"
"It's really hard being over there. We don't know our way around that well, we could easily get caught. And if we get caught then we will loose our fans and our jobs. I don't want that to happen to us, to you.
"You just don't want us to get caught? Well that didn't happen last time. I think we will be okay for eight months."
"Eight months is so long though, there's been more rumours this year than there was last year. They weren't expecting us to be sneaking around."
"BooBear, I promise, no one is going to find out."
"Do you really think so?"
"I really do, please velieve me, I love you." Harry said. He reached his hand up to my face and cupped my cheek. I smiled and leaned in to give him a quick kiss.
"I love you too, Hazza, I just hope you're right."
"No one is going to find out unless we want them to," Harry said, leaning in for another kiss.
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This ones short, I just needed Larry in there.
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