Nobody Compares » ELOUNOR

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|| E L E A N O R ||

       I know with what I said only pissed him more. I don't know what's happening with him. And as much as he don't know what's happening to me, I don't even know it myself. I felt the cold air blows around when I heard the door towards the balcony cracked and his footsteps tell me that he's heading out. I couldn't help myself but let out a sigh. He's unbelievable. He could kiss anyone he wants cause he have an excuse — being drunk — well I could actually do that but I know I can't cause I care for him too much, on how he would feel about it. I love him and with what I saw earlier got me thinking if he do still feel the same for me.

       I know I couldn't do anything with this and instead, I roll my eyes and force myself to sleep — to get away with this headache. And. Heartache.

|| L O U I S||
      She's unbelievable.
       She didn't even care if I sleep here outside, cold and alone.

       I woke up with the sun hitting my eyes and my phone ringing in my pocket. I reach for it and saw Liam's name on screen. As soon as I press accept, I put it on my ears and settle myself to sit on the couch.

"LOUIS!!!!"

Damn! What was that?!!

I pulled the phone away when he shouted at me.
"Can...you not do that?..again?" I yell whilst rubbing my eyes and clear my morning voice.

"Did you just woke up?" he questioned unbelievably.

"Why do you care?" I almost roll my eyes but the noise of Paris' busy streets below me caught my attention.

"I was hoping you were acting but you're flight is in less that an hour, you idiot!!" He yelled like an old man. I pull off my phone and look at the time.

11:37 am

"Fouck it!!" My eyes dropped and I turn the call off before heading inside the room.

     I tried to walk straight when a slight pain hits my head. Ugh! I hate hangovers!  I tried to shook it off and just continue my way inside.

     Why didn't El call me up? Is she still mad?

      Yes, she's still mad. I answered my own question when I saw her sitting on the bed who just finish packing our things. She's actually done preparing herself for the flight while I just woke up. She look up at me and stare in my eyes — dry and empty. I'm still mad too!

        I head to the bathroom, breaking our eye contact. I took a shower as fast as I could so we won't be late in our flight. As much as I want to stay here for another day so we could fix this but there's also a part of me saying 'just let it be' , cause it's the same thing that I see in her eyes.

|| N I A L L ||
      The house has been quite quiet for a week since Louis, the noise maker, wasn't around with El. But today a the day that they'll come home from they're vacation. We — Harry, Zayn, Liam, Danielle and myself — gathered in the living room, waiting for our security guards to say if we can go now to the airport to pick them since the fans already know that they'll coming as Paris-fans spotted them leaving their hotel and in the airport.

"Where are we goin' today, Mark?" I focused the lens of my phone to him as I start recording.

"We're going to London Airport to pick up Louis and Eleanor who just came home from Paris. And London Airport had reportedly having thousands of fangirls gathered around waiting for their arrival." He shook his head and laugh. I turn the camera to my view and make weird faces before cutting the video. "Guys! Pulled up! We're leaving." Mark claps his hands and we all headed inside the van as three more man followed behind us in different car.