You are that one thing*Louis Tomlinson love story*

Chap.4~ Fun but worried~

Mia's P.O.V

The band was leaving tomorrow and I swore the weather knew how I was feeling. Each day since I found out about their tour it's been raining its hardest. I was listening to "Moments" through my dock when someone knocked on my door. I was facing my balcony.

"Come in." I said. Louis walked in and his expression was....expressionless.

"Hi." I said, "What's wrong?" He stared at the ground for a moment longer than looked up at me.

"I don't want to leave you." The song was still playing and his part came on. He stared at the dock and looked at me with teary eyes.

"No, stop." I shut the music off. I laughed through the tears as I walked up to him, "Don't let the tears stream down your face." I wiped his tears away. He held my hand on his face, then moved it by his side. I was going to miss him so much.

"Promise me you'll call and face time any chance you get?" I asked.

"Promise." He whispered. I stood on my tip toes and kissed him, then hugged him tightly before letting go. He wanted me to come over one last time before they left for the U.S tomorrow morning. When he opened the door I was crash tackled to the ground by the four of them. Louis just stood in his position, only moving when I needed help getting up. Harry gave me one big bear hug holding me tightly. He let go and looked at me with eyes of sorrow. I could tell he didn't want to leave the most, besides Louis.

Our last day before they left for tour was as depressing as it could get. As they slung their bodies over the couch like rag dolls I kept reminding them that we shouldn't remember our last day together before tour being all depressed. We should look back and remember the good things we did.

"I know!" I stood up shouting. "Let's go to Nando's! What do you say?" They all looked up at me with scowls.

"No!" Niall yelped, then wept into a pillow softly.

"Why don't we make one last video diary before you leave then huh? For the fans? Everybody would love it. I know I would." I smiled crossing my arms. They all looked at one another and Liam stood up, "I'll get the energy juice!" And ran to the kitchen. Louis got up and ran to his room shouting, "Be right back!" down the hall. The rest of the boys loaded up the car with the equipment. Once everyone was set, we all headed down to the theater a few blocks over. It was closed on Saturdays so I knew it wouldn't be a problem.

We arrived at the theater and unpacked the car quickly. Once settled inside I held up my hand counting backwards from five since I was working the camera. I mouthed the words, "Three, two, one."

"Ok guys it's time for video diary number 4!" Liam stated. All the boys cheered like they just one a race. What made it even funnier was Louis shooting his mini wheel thing. The video was going along very well. They used references from their previous diary and talked about their dreams and of course answered some fan questions. My favorite part was Louis and his fake pigeon Kevin. Which was weird cause he had a fear of them. The video ended on a happy note and once it stopped recording Niall wanted to go to Nando's, so we did. It was a very lovely dinner. We toasted to the tour and ate only dessert since no one was in the mood for a real dinner. When Zayn offered to pay the check everyone let him (of course!). We stepped outside to the nice cold breeze of the night. I didn't mind the cold even without Louis' arm around me, but still, it felt nice. As the boys started to pile into the car Louis pulled me aside. He waved the others off and they started driving away. I looked at him confused as to why he did that. He just looked at me and smiled.

"Come on." He said tugging my hand as he walked me down the lamppost lit street.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"You'll see." He said. I loved surprises but they always got me anxious. We turned the corner and stopped in front of the Corner Café. I looked at him puzzled.

"Why are we-" He cut me off.

"Well, I thought that before I left we would stop at the place where we first met. The same place where I ruined a shirt I liked very much." He smiled.

"You mean my cute blue striped shirt?" I quizzed.

"That's the one. Let's go in." He took me inside and ordered himself a hot chocolate and me the same drink I had when we accidentally bumped into each other. Say what you want but I think it was fate that brought us together that day. We took a window seat seeing that the place was almost empty and it was 10 o'clock at night and no screaming fans would stop at the small café. I played with my straw and tapped my cup repeatedly, Louis noticed my uneasiness.

"It's gonna be alright." He assured me. Man was he good.

"I know but, you're Louis Tomlinson! You're British, cute, funny, the total package." I said.

"Thanks for the compliment." He smirked.

"Seriously. Thousands of girls over there are waiting for your arrival and I'm not going to be there. Things could happen." I said.

"Look, it's not like I'm Harry Styles or anything." He joked, "I promised you I would contact you every chance I got. I love you and you need to trust me."

I looked right into his electric blue eyes. I smirked. I guess he was right but you never know. Things could happen.