I Like HER

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 I have never read any stories that fit Elounor AND Larry shippers needs. I hope this is one of those stories for you. Please vote, because I try to make you guys happy. Share this if you love it.  [ MENTION ME IN A TWEET ABOUT ANY OF MY FAN FICTIONS (@bridgeskies) AND GET A PART IN THIS STORY ]

 (Louis' POV)

"Hey, it's good to see you again!" I hugged Eleanor as we met at a local Starbucks (ha ha). I hadn't seen her in a while, but management flew her in during our tour. Her hair was pinned up and she was stunning as usual. "I missed ya, Lou!" She spoke in her posh voice sipping from the straw in her latte. 

"I was on Twitter, what's all of this Larry drama?" Eleanor spoke in a whisper, leaning in. Lately the fans had been upset because Harry and I weren't being "fun" on stage like usual. Harry and I were on good terms, there's just a lot of tension due to the feelings.

"Oh, that? It's just.. I think they can tell when there's something wrong." I confessed, tapping my fingers on the table. She raised an eyebrow at my statement. "And they're always right.." I continued with a sigh. Bringing my hand up to my hair, I ran my fingers through my hair nervously. I was about to tell her. 

"Well, what's wrong?" She bit her cheek in confusion. I twas things like this that actually convinced me that she cared. I sat up in my seat, and looked into her brown eyes. "Can we go take a walk?" I nervously laughed standing up, and pushing in my chair. I walked alongside her, pushing through the paps. Eventually we escaped the camera men and found ourselves in a park.

"Well, are you going to tell me?" She asked sarcastically, putting away her phone. "Oh, yeah, right." I cleared my throat.

As we stood under a tree, and out of the direct sun light I fumbled with my fingers awkwardly. "The reason Harry and I are having so many problems is because of you." I said, soon gasping at what I had said. 

"What? I-" She seemed to get defensive. The last thing I wanted to do was make her upset.

"NO! It's because, I like you. I mean, I have feelings for you." I caught my breathe and watched her expressions.

She looked around and soon changed her tone of voice. "Wait, you mean you actually like me?" She pointed at herself, almost as if she thought I would never like her. 

  My shoulders slumped as I began trying to cover up what I'd said. "I knew I shouldn't have said anything.. I'm such an idiot. I'm sorry that I-" I was caught off guard with arms grabbing my waist, and a pair of lips against mine.

My lips passionately met against hers, but not soon enough, for we were soon seperated by a swan of paps. 

-"LOUIS JUST LOOK AT THE CAMERA"

-"JUST ONE PICTURE"

-"SMILE, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE HEADLINE'S"

We pushed our way through the the photographers, hand in hand. For ocne I didn't feel so pressured to do this. It felt realistic, yet I don't know what got into her when she kissed me. I guess we'll have to talk about it later.

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( Harry's POV)

"Get out of bed, you know you should really get out more.." Liam griped as he opened the curtain of my bunk. I groaned and reclosed the curtain. "Twitter's blowing up mate, I suggest you take a look" Zayn whispered as he poked his head through the curtain. My eyes shot open. Oh, please god. Not another rumor. 

I quickly pulled the charger from my phone and logged into Twitter. I furrowed my eyebrows, as my time line was filled was crud about Eleanor. What's new? Looking further, I tapped on a link, and a picture of two people kissing showed up. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and focused in on their faces. Louis. Eleanor.

My heart skipped a beat, you could tell this wasn't a management kiss like the others. This was REAL.  " Ah, god damn.."  I groaned, and tossed my phone back into my bunk. Niall gave me an apologetic look, and patted my back. "You just need to get out and find other people, atleast to get things off of your mind?" he spoke, while smacking on cereal. 

"I guess you're right" I sighed, getting nods from Liam and Zayn. "Probably a woman too, mate. For management's sake." Zayn spoke, nonchalantly. I just don't want to BE the whore magazines made me out to be. "Looks like we're going out tonight?" I grinned, standing up from the couch. "Nope, not me. I've got Perrie.." Zayn mumbled. "Same, I've got Danielle.." Liam nodded at Zayn.

I glanced at Niall. " I'm not missing out on free drinks! I'm in!" Niall cheered. I gave him a questioning look. "You are paying this time, you know that right?" He laughed. I rolled my eyes.

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"Jesus, Harry. We're just going to get a few drinks!" Niall's accent echoed through out the tour bus and I combed through my hair. I was almost ready but he was rushing me! "Okay, okay!" I said, using my Marcel voice, to make him laugh. 

Once I was ready, we had Paul drive, and drop us off at a popular night club. Walking in, I was feeling confident about being able to find a girl. Ofcourse, finding a long term relationship should never happen at a club, but it's a damn start. I walked past the girls, beside Niall who looked like he was in heaven. We reached the bar and ordered a few drinks, before heading into the VIP lounge. As we sat on the circular couch, a few tipsy girls came our way. "Here is the nights fun" Whispered Niall. I laughed and watched as the girls took a close seat beside us. Their dresses were tighter than my jeans, and frankly I loved it. It was just what I needed to get my mind off of love.

Both of us seemed to hit things off, but Niall will only go so far with girls. I ended up bringing one back to the tour bus with me, unable to remember how many drinks I had, I paid the tab and left alongside Niall.  I was surely slurring, and Niall's accent mixed with alcohol, equalled nonsense. 

The girl I'd brought from the bar, was clinging to my side, the whole ride back to the tour bus. Paul made sure to give me disapproving looks, as well. We walked inside, noticing the rest of the boys had already gone to sleep, including Niall. She teasingly pulled over to the couch, and on top of her. One thing drunkenly lead to another..

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