Running Bases With You

Chapter 50

{unedited}

*Louis' POV*

Hearing Annabeth's voice after so many days was like music to my ears. I never thought I could miss someone's voice so much.

Since I knew about her results and upcoming surgery without her knowledge, I decided to let her tell me about it on her own. I listened intently to everything she had to say, not interrupting or making her lose her place even once.

I'm actually proud of myself.

"So.. Yeah." She finishes with a deep, exhausted sigh.

I stay silent for awhile, considering my next move. "Well.. I'm gunna try my best to be there for you. I'll even talk to the tour managers and see if I can work something out."

"No, Louis. No. You don't need to do that, I'll be f-fine."

I shut my eyes, biting my lip. "Annabeth, no you won't. You aren't. I don't care what it takes, I'll do something, anything, to get myself back to you; even if it's just for a few days."

"Louis, just stop!" I can hear Annabeth crying. "It isn't fair to you or the lads if you do that. You'd be missing shows, interviews, promotions... You can't afford to do that when you've only just begun. They need you."

I don't agree with a single word she's saying, and I know she isn't willing to let it go, so I do the smartest thing I can think of.

"Okay."

I end it with that, letting her 'win' the argument. Little does she know that she has lost without even knowing it.

Annabeth sniffs, mumbling something under her breath that I can't quite make out. "I've gotta go, my mum is calling me back. I love you, Louis. Please do listen to what I said. Tell Niall and Harry I'll text or call them later."

I smirk to myself. "Will do. I love you too, babe. Please take care of yourself."

"I will. Bye, Lou."

"Byeeeee."

I hang up the phone, tossing it beside me. I lay back on my bed, trying to decide what to do next. I can either listen to Annabeth and stay here, tending to all the work I have to do, or I can fly back to England and be with her during her surgery.

Do I really need to think about this?

I smile nervously to myself. "Nope. Not at all."

"Niall!"

I wait for him to answer, furrowing my eyebrows when I don't get a reply.

"Niall!!" I yell louder this time.

After yelling a second time and not getting a reply, I reluctantly get out of bed and walk into the connecting room to find him.

"Niall, wake up you jerkass!"

He sits up with a start, gasping and nearly falling out of bed.

"What the bloody hell-"

"Yeah, yeah, get off your rocker! We need to talk about something." I toss his covers to the side, making him scowl at me.

"Can't it wait until after I'm done napping?" Niall groans.

I roll my eyes. "No! You can sleep later, this is important!"

He huffs, whining. "Fine! What is so important that you had to wake me up when the building isn't even on fire?"

I sit down on the bed next to him, a smile on my face.