~LOUIS POV ~
That’s the first time I have actually really cried over anything. There was something about Adelaide and the way her eyes sparkled, and how her smile could light up New York City; it made me love her. Yes, that “L” word. Love. What is the definition of love? Is it having a connection with someone that you don’t have with anyone else? Or maybe, is it being with someone who makes you smile everyday? I don’t know. I cant tell you. I don’t think anyone on this planet can. Love is that complicated.
As I turned and walked out the door, I knew she was eaten up inside. The fact we shared our first times together, and all that conversation at the bakery; nothing could compare.
I returned back to the hotel to meet Niall packing. “Louis, what happened with her? Are you all going to be in a relationship, or was it a one-night thing?” Niall asked with shoving his shirts in his suitcase. He was never good at packing. “Man, you have no freaking idea how much I love this girl. I even think she loves me. It was magic. And it didn’t take sex to realize that. Even though we did it, I knew I loved her before then. And before she got drunk, I knew it then. When we were sitting in that bakery, I felt like she didn’t like me because of my fame or my job, but that she liked me as a person. It felt realistic. So, to answer your question, I think we will try to work this relationship out. After the tours done, im going to come back here with her. That way I can spend time with her and our relationship can be strong.” “Good luck mate. We have to get going. Simon and the lads are already pissed with you. Might not want to make them even more. Hurry up and pack.” Niall said while walking towards the bathroom to collect his toiletries.
As I was packing, I came across something that didn’t belong to me. It was one of Adelaide’s shirts. How did that get in there? I thought to myself. I was puzzled on the shirt that was there. It wasn’t mine, and it wasn’t Niall’s. It was a shirt that a girl would wear. I pulled out my phone and called her.
“Louis, I thought you were supposed to be on your way to Nevada?” she asked. I could tell by the tone in her voice that she had been crying. “I found one of your shirts in my things… I don’t know how it got in there. I can run it by-“ she cut me off. “Keep it. I don’t care what shirt it is, or what it means to me. You might’ve grabbed the shirt by accident. But, itll help you think of me when youre gone.” I smiled knowing that I would treasure this. It smelled like her, and I could picture it on her. It was beautiful. Just like her. “Okay babe, ive got to go. I love you.” Shit. Did I just say that four-letter word. “I love you too Louis.” Oh my goodness. She said it back. This I knew, that Adelaide and I was officially a thing.
On the bus, the boys kept asking me how my night with Adelaide was, because you know, I missed breakfast with them and Simon. “So, you obviously stayed the night with her. Can you spell sex or what?!” Liam said while nudging Harry. “Oh, Louis! Youre turning red!” Zayn said and they all started to laugh. “Yes, fine! We had sex! Are you all happy now?” I shouted. The bus got quiet. For a few moments, everyone was in the middle of an awkward silence. No one knew what to say, even me. Lou was sitting there. She said “Well, Louis; if you were able to go that far with that girl, she must have meant something to you. Do you love her?” “Yes I do. And I told her first.” Everyone gasped and looked up at me. “Louis are you stupid?! You’ve only known her a couple of days! You cant love her! Not yet!” Harry said while standing. Harry and I were best friends. I don’t listen to any of the Larry Stylinson bull. It gets annoying after a while. I try not to pay attention to it all. Harry always knew that I could rush a relationship. I did it with Eleanor, and now he thinks im trying to rush this one.”Guys, she told me she loved me too. She has the same feelings I do. Im confident that this is going to work. One way or another.”
A couple hours of talking went by and it was time to get on the tour bus and head east to Nevada, a neighboring state. Adelaide and I promised to call each other each chance we get, text, SnapChat, tweet, and even Skype each other. My plan is to attempt to do this everyday but that might not work. Our schedules are so confusing and complex. But, it was all worth a try. No shame in that. But a thought occurred. They say long-distance relationships don’t work out, but Adelaide and I were going to try something we had never done before. We had told each other at the bakery that our life goal is to take chances. Accept challenges, and take risks. And that was a goal, I was going to accomplish. I had also promised her that we would attempt all this. And there is one thing about me, I don’t break my promises.
