Downfall [lwt]

Chapter Twenty - Over Again

"Bella is that you?!" The voice behind the door cries as she sees me.

"F-Finley?!" I act as if I haven't seen her in ages.

"I am so sorry I-" She quickly stops herself as I lift her up off of her feet and we both jump around like crazy.

I show Finley the letter and her jaw almost drops to the floor as she reads it.

"I can't believe he actually wrote that for you."

"I know it honestly shocked me..." I say truthfully as she nods with wonder.

"Maybe you should get your mind off of him for a while..."

"Why?"

"Because I know the boys are going on tour and it isn't healthy thinking what might have been."

I sigh loudly as she nods, understanding my pain.

"I wish we could surprise them on tour or something..." I sigh as Finley suddenly sits up from the bed.

She tells me her plan and how she wants to surprise the boys on tour, as well. We take our plan into action telling their whole Management team and they seem on-board with it.

"So Finley told me what Louis wrote for you..." Ben explains as he sits me down in his office.

"And..?" I ask clearly not amused.

"I just wanted to tell you that I am sorry for automatically thinking you were a threat to the band. You see, the band already has a horrible reputation and I just thought you only wanted Louis to get famous. You have to be careful with these things.."

"I understand. I just wish you wouldn't be so quick to assume."

He nods and we talk a bit more about how we will surprise them.

"Louis has been a bit- off..."

"Off? How?" I ask as Ben plays a video from yesterday.



"Louis, Louis over here!" A bunch of crazed fans and paparazzi's call as Louis just shakes his head and smiles for too many pictures to count.

"Louis, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Do you want this signed?" He asks politely as the fans only bug him more.

As soon as it cuts to another camera angle, a fan jumps up from the crowd and yells, "Bella is fucking ugly! What did you see in her?!"

As soon as she says that his head immediately turns to her and he scowls at her. From the angle, you can tell he just about wants to kill her when he suddenly puts a smile on his face and shakes his head; walking off.



"It's like he's in a trance..." I say after the video is done playing.

"I know. It's quite weird and I would like if you and Finley would visit the boys tomorrow afternoon. You two will get on a plane to the UK and we'll carry it out from there. Does that sound like a plan?"

"A plan it is." I smirk as we shake hands and I leave for my house.

How long will I even be in the UK?

I mentally smack myself for not even asking how we're going to get plane tickets this late in the day but I don't question myself as I throw almost everything I have into one suitcase. I have my laptop and a bunch of chargers into my carry-on.

My phone starts to ring just as I have packed everything that I think I will need and I answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey!" On the other end of the line, Finley sounds happier than ever.

"Why did you call me?" She laughs as I wonder and tells me why.

"I called you because I wanted to say that we are leaving at 2:30 in the afternoon tomorrow and a car will be picking you up to take you to the airport." She states as we talk some more. Before I know it, she has to go to finish up some recordings in the studio, leaving me laying on my bed staring at the ceiling.

I fall asleep with one of their singles, Over Again playing loudly in my ear. When I emerge from my well-rested sleep, I realize that it is already 12PM.

Shit, I over-slept.

My mind races with a million things that I have to do but when I rush downstairs in an over-sized sweater, black denim jeans, and black vans, nothing seems to come to mind.

I decide to straighten my hair because I honestly want to look presentable and the reason for my sweater is because when it's Summer here, in the UK it's Winter.

I stare into the mirror and think back to when I was just a broken girl living with her best friend. Need I remind you that the only reason my best friend even paid the rent was because he was a drug-dealer.

I grab my phone and any necessities I think I will need and head out for the airport when I see the car has arrived. Considering Finley was already at the airport, it was just the driver and I.

He would try to make small talk to me as I would casually tune him out and try to focus on the back ground music but it never works. I get out of the car and I am lead to security and baggage claim as I see Finley's small figure running towards me.

I greet her with open arms as she squeals. I have never seen a girl so girly-ish before. Of course I knew that wasn't Finley's real personality. Sure, she is bubbly but not like this. I'm pretty sure she is only doing it because I notice there are a bunch of paparazzi's around.

"Hey!" I smile as she replies.

"Hey! So I know'm really not that bubbly right now, I'm actually quite knackered but 'ts just for the paps." She winks as I nod in response.

We wait for our plane to be called after I get checked in and we show our passports to the lady and walk to our seats. Lucky, Management actually put us on the plane with two seats per row so we can actually sit together.

After a few hours on the plane, Finley falls asleep on my shoulder and I feel trapped. I try to shove her off but it only makes it worse when she drapes her long arms over my whole body. I finally shove her back into her seat and by that time we have landed and I sigh loudly as I roll my head around a few times.

"Are we there yet?" Finley croaks.

"Yeah, we're here."

We walk to the airport as a bunch of fans call our names. Sadly, we aren't allowed to greet them or do anything with them; which makes us look like total bitches.

We get to our separate hotel rooms and part ways. My hotel room is a deluxe suite and it has everything my actual apartment does, except it's nicer.

I could get used to this.

I lay down in the queen-sized bed and what feels like 10 minutes of sleep actually is 2 hours.

"Bella, wake up!" Finley smacks me with a pillow as I groan and bury my head back under the covers.

"Bella, we have literally a fuckin' hour t' get dressed before we surprise the boys!" I yelp as she pushes me out of bed and I fall onto the cold carpet.

"I'm up!" I yell hopping into the shower. I dry my hair in 10 minutes time and pretty soon I am typing my hair into a top-knot bun and securing all of my fly-aways into bobby pins.

I put a bow bun from top-shop on my bun to make it look more presentable and I decide on wearing a black tank top, army green jacket, black leggings, and white converse.

"We have like 5 minutes to get there!" Finley stares at her phone as we hurry and rush through the UK traffic.

We get there with very limited time to spare and although I can tell people obviously recognize us, they can tell we want to see the boys just as much; maybe even more than they do.

As Finley finds Niall's dressing room she quickly jiggles the door handle and finds Niall putting on his clothes. He's so exasperated and happy to see her that he literally drops the clothes he has in his hands and picks her up and spins her around.

The look on their faces are signs of love and even I can tell.

I find Louis' dressing room and as I get closer and closer to the door all I can think about is what I am going to say.

Oh hey, yeah... Management and I are cool now and I just wanted to tell you that I may be in love with you. I got your note and it was really sweet of you... Yeah okay bye?

I shudder once I get close to the door and I knock before hearing a faint, "Come in!"

My hands violently shake as I grasp the cold door handle and the door swings open.

"Bella." He breathes.






































Hey guys! So here is my double update as promised! I am trying to be consecutive with these and not make y'all wait for updates for a week at a time like I did last week! Last week was crazy and hectic but now I have everything under control and yeah! (:

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