~~~( Eleanor's P.O.V )~~~
"If You're lost and alone, or you're sinking like a stone. Carry on on on on on. May the past be the sound, of your feet upon the ground. Carry on on on on on. Carry on Carry on!" Louis and I both sing as we whiz through the traffic. Highway signs indicating we're still an hour away from the flat. I've never had such fun leaving an airport with him. It's always a new adventure with Louis but never can I say that I was picked up bridal style and was carried at a fast pace through an airport terminal with my capturer yelling, "MAKE WAY FOR PRINCESS TOMLINSON!" until now.
"And I like to think I can cheat it all. To make up for all the times I've been cheated on. And it's nice to know when I was left for dead, I was found and now I don't roam these streets. I am not the ghost you are to me!" Louis takes over the powerful solo, my heart sinking as his sexy voice caresses the lyrics with such love. I feel as if I'm slowly dying to be honest. Oh how I just want to pull this car over and do everything I can think of to his body.
You know what I just realized? I would be completely screwed if I had a thought bubble that floated above my head. Damn am I glad that humans don't have the feature.
"Hey I lost my singing buddy." Louis complains, poking my arm and looking at me with his gorgeous blue orbs. Oh why does he do this to me? I let out a silent moan and let my head fall back onto the headrest, trying to ignore my turned-on feelings. "I was hoping you weren't going to notice." I joke, facing my head to the window, watching as snow floats down onto the highway, forming white lumps on the passing cars.
"Singing Radio Head at the top of our lungs. With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love. Got a bottle of whatever but it's getting us drunk. Here's to never growing up!" Louis continue to sing as the radio changes songs from 'Carry On' by FUN to 'Here's To Never Growing Up' by Avril Lavigne.
------an hour and fifteen minutes later
I drag my luggage across the front yard while Louis continues to unpack the Range Rover. I'm so sore I don't understand how I'm able to walk, never mind drag 50lbs of baggage! Every step legitimately hurts.
"Eleanor!!" A voice squeals. I squint my eyes as I watch a blond headed object running full force my way. It kind of looks like Cousin IT from the Adam's Family telly series.
"Hi!" I yell out, my vision becoming less blurry as the blond headed Cousin It object morphs into an excited Victoria."Where did you- AH!" I scream as we collide together, my body falling onto the snow while Victoria lays on top of me.
"You're not a feather you know." I choke out, accepting her apology as she helps me up. "Zayn and I are together!" She smiles, jumping up and down like a child while waving her arms in the air. Wow, only gone for a week and I've already missed this new drama?
"That's awesome! Wait, wasn't he with Perrie?" I ask, confused a bit because last from what I remember he was making out with Perrie in Vegas like everywhere..
"Yeah but then.. it's a long story.." She says, a blush creeping onto her face.
"Oh I see.." I smirk as I pick up my two fallen suitcases, Victoria taking one from me as we drag them into the lads flat. The heat from the interior of the building making me sweat already as I start to strip off my first three layers. I somewhat over-layered myself. A coat, two jumpers, a long sleeved shirt, a tank-top, and then bra. That's just a tad bit much.
As I take off the second jumper I notice a curvy figured brunette heading for the staircase. "Daniela!" I smile, jogging over to the stairs and embracing her into a hug as she nearly spills her hot coco. She smiles and hugs me back, "Liam and I are together!"
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