Your Little Things

Chapter 2

POV: Louis William Tomlinson

" GREAT SHOW TONIGHT SAN FRANSICO! " My bandmate, Liam, Screams.

" YEAH WE LOVE YOU ALL AND HOPE TO COME BACK NEXT YEAR! BYE EVERYONE! " Harry and I scream into the crowd. All four of us walk backstage and get changed and do whatever we need to before all coming out in sweatpants or shorts and a t-shirt. We all get into the tour bus and Harry and Niall tell Liam and I that they were heading to sleep. Liam and I chat a bit till we get tired and also head to sleep, I tried to sleep but for some reason I just couldn't. I had something on my mind but I just didn't know what it was. All the sudden the bus started wobbling and we pulled over. In my mind I knew what it was but I didn't want to get up and check it, but I heard the other boys get up so I did too.

" Flat Tire " Niall explains. I'm guessing he was the first up.

" Eh, oh well I couldn't sleep anyways. Who's up for some call of duty? " Harry says with a smirk

" Hell yeah " We all chant. And that is just what we do, Liam makes some snacks while Niall and Harry attempted to put together the video game but failed miserably so I needed to help them. Once everyone was settled and we finally got into the game at least 20 minutes passed and we all were tired again yet we still played. Niall one most the times because he was the best out of all of us, we don't have much time to do thing kids our age do most of the time because of touring and stuff. As we just finished up a game I got a text from my girlfriend, Eleanor I read it and as soon as I did I regretted it so much. She had just broken up with me. Over a text. Four years. Gone to waste. I can't believe this. I hadn't even realized but I was crying. Over a girl. I don't think I can remember last time I've cried over a girl before. Next thing I know the boys are surrounding me and asking what happened. I couldn't even answer but luckily Liam saw the text and showed everyone, and as soon as they saw they all hugged me and tried to cheer me up. Nothing helped though so I told them I'm going to lay down. After about five minutes of laying down and not being able to cry anymore I finally decided to answer her. Should I write a long paragraph? Or like ok? Or what about like one sentence? I finally decided on " I thought you loved me. I guess I was wrong. I'll get over it. Thanks though, for all the great times. " I read it over and clicked send. After I sent it Hazza came by and asked to talk so I said okay. He just always has a way of cheering me up I'm not sure why. So Harry talks to me and I suddenly feel better and we go back playing call of duty. Of course I still feel terrible but I know playing with my best friends will help make me happy.

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Okay so this chapters a bit longer lol hope you guys enjoy it!