Still The One

Twelve

As we drove up our driveway, with Zayn and Elise holding each other’s hands tightly, I remembered, ‘LOUIS!’ I just slammed my car door and ran up to my house. I knocked on my door loudly. ‘c’mon, open the f*cking door!’ I said under my breath. My mum opened the door. ‘Good Heavens, Samantha, don’t swear! Why are you….?’ ‘Mum! Where’s Louis?’ I asked, cutting her off. ‘He said he went to join you guys…’ She said. ‘WHAT!?! He didn’t join us at all!’ I exclaimed. I was starting to get really worried. ‘What will happen to your gig?’ Elise asked Harry. ‘Never mind that, let’s go look for Louis!’ My heart was beating very fast. Where is he?

Louis’ P.O.V.

Louisville. What a name. It matches my name. Maybe most of the boys over here are called Louis. So I’m not so special around here. I’m just mixed into the crowd. I reached a bridge. The sign next to it said that it’s called the St. Louis’ Bridge. Great. Just great. I am a totally normal person around here. I passed the bridge. Then I suddenly felt a warm hand on my shoulder and I turned around to see who it was. Samantha.

Samantha’s P.O.V.

‘HERE YOU ARE!’ We were dead worried about you!’ I hugged him tightly. ‘How come you figured out I was here?’ He asked, still looking extremely shocked. ‘Oh, I dunno. I guess it’s because this bridge is called St. Louis’ Bridge. You are very special around here.’ I answered. ‘But I did not plan to come to this specific place…’ Louis said. ‘Then it’s pure Irish luck.’ I smiled at him. He only managed to smile back. I noticed that his clear eyes were red and he looked really tired and had black patches under his eyes. ‘Louis, you get some rest today.’ I said. ‘But…’ he started. ‘No buts,’ I shut him up. ‘the boys can continue without you. Can’t you, Zayn?’ ‘Sure. No problem.’ He looked pretty dreamy to me. ‘ I’ll stay at home with you, Louis, don’t worry.’ I said with a smile. This seemed to brighten him up. ‘Let us all go now, please?’ Liam and Niall said at the same time. ‘Alright, let’s go.’ I said.