Thunder roared into the sky, like lions fighting for it's prey. Lightning appered, striking through dark clouds. The rain that collided with the glass window began to stream down, creating massive pools of water. The storm took out two cities within the five hours of on again off again rains.
But despite the bad weather, excitement sprang through Louis Tomlinson's body. He was soaked with water as he ran through the streets of Manhattan, New York. People rushed home or to stores to gather supplies. Louis pushes through the crowds to do neither of those things. Quickly identifying the building that gave him much happiness.
Running into the elevator and going up to the seventh floor. Looking for apartment 7B. Taking a deep breath before opening the door. He threw open the door, his facial expression had changed so rapidly.
He couldn't have been less surprised.
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