"Hello Louis, such a nice day today, hah? I'm defiantly enjoying it!" Louis looked at the caller ID, it said 'Blocked' He took a deep breath and dragged himself out of bed. Not that long ago it had been a blessing to get out of bed, waking up to the thought about his four best friends, his family, a good job, the best fans and his beautiful girlfriend. Now at least one out of the four friends was extremely angry at him, his family was worried about him, and his girlfriend was close to gone.
Looking in the mirror a tired boy with bags under his eyes starred back at him. He wasn't aloud to say anything about the mysterious man, but he was about to break him down.
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"How long has he been acting like he does now?" Liam looked worried at you.
"I don't know... I can't see why he should? Maybe all the fame and attention has driven him mad? Liam, I love him but I don't know if I can be with someone who acts like this.
"I know, I get it, Anna. I think you should talk to him about it." Looking out the window Liam looked sad. It was his friend too. "There is defiantly something going on. All four of us has thought about how weird he's been acting."
"I will call him later. I have to get to work. Thanks for letting me stay here." You said and laid your hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry about it. Danielle really likes to have you around." Liam gave you a comforting smile.
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Louis looked at his vibrating phone.
'My baby' it said. He got nervous and could feel his palms get sweaty. Clicking the green button he took the phone to his ear.
"Hi Anna!" he tried to sound energetic but failed miserably.
"Hello... Are you home?" You asked with a cold voice.
"Yes, I am. Why?"
"I wanna talk to you, Louis." Still in a cold voice. Louis got nervous.
"Why? Is anything wrong baby?" He tried to sound like the other day hasn't happened, the last week to be honest.
"Don't say that. You know what I mean, Louis. I'll be over in 15." You hung up before Louis was able to answer.
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Without knocking you walked in to find Louis on the couch in his pjs.
"Louis, what is going on?" You asked him with a sigh. You didn't like to see him like this. He didn't even look like Louis. He looked tired. It was difficult to spot the happy bubbling guy, who always were ready to pull a prank or tell a joke.
"What do you mean?" Louis asked in a innocent voice.
"What I mean?! Christ Lou! You've come home drunk the last week and you've been acting like an asshole! You hit me and you've cancelled appointments with your friends and you've just been acting weird! Tell me what the hell is going on" you could feel the tears press but you refused to cry.
"Nothing is going on, Anna. This is just the way I am." For a split second Louis looked devastated. But the expression disappeared as quick as it appeared.
"So you're telling me you're acting normal? Please! You don't normally go around and smack your girlfriend" looking away from his face you could feel the frustration. You couldn't look at him. Not when he acted like this.
"Are you gonna change?" Louis looked at you.
"No, I'm not. I can't" a tear rolled down your cheek.
"Okay. Then we're over. Goodbye Louis. Thank you for everything. Please text me when you're not home so I can come and get my stuff." More tears followed the first. How could he treat you like this?
"Wha...?" You turned around but you could see on Louis' face that he was hurt.
"Wait!" Louis shouted as you slammed the door but he didn't run back after you so you kept walking
