Struggling( E.C & L.T)

To much

Louis' point of view

The last few weeks have been hectic for me and Eleanor. With Mason constantly crying me and Zayn decided to go to the bar. I sat there drowning myself in beer but then a girl came up to me. Zayn was wide awake and sober now as was I. "Hey sexy, do you want to have a little fun in the back?" She used her fake voice. I shook my head pulling her away. "No I'm sorry, I've got a girlfriend and a son." She chuckled, "so I know she isn't giving you any, come on have just a little fun she won't know." Zayn got mad you could tell but he sat there letting me handle it. "I said no, I have a girl and she's so much better than you. And my son is not going to know the reason mummy and daddy couldn't be was because he had sex with an ugly Barbie! Leave, I said no to the way!" She looked frightened now at my rage and ran away. I sat down and Zayn spoke, "you did good." "The nerve of some girls, I've got a perfectly good woman at home." He smiled, looking behind me. Someone kissed my neck, "alright, please don't do this I've got a girl alr-" I turned around to see Eleanor and sighed turning back around. "You and only you may continue with this task you have in mind." She kissed my neck more and more and I'd became sexually frustrated. I pulled her on my lap and kissed her, I kept my control considering were in a bar, with people. She hopped off and walked out the bar doors smirking evilly. "That little....little, god I can't even think strait hand me another beer." I downed the beer, I'm gonna have a bad hangover in the moring.

Eleanor's point of view

"I'm a horrible boyfriend." Louis said as he walked in, "don't worry he's just drunk." Zayn confirmed. "Eleanor I don't deserve you, just take the ring off and find someone better." He was really drunk, I told Zayn just to go home. "Louis I don't want anyone but you, what's wrong?" He fell on the couch muffling out his voice then he turned over. "Why, why did I have to be famous? I can't protect you from hate I can't always protect you." "Is that what all of this is about?" He looked into my eyes as his watered and a couple tears dripped down, "they hate you Eleanor, they don't like you, they want Larry not Elounor. Why can't they see I'm happy?" I wiped his tears and grabbed his hand, "oh Louis as long as you know your happy that's all that matters, if they can't see that then they aren't real fans in the first place. Honey, Larry is forever, when I was a fan I supported it and still do so you might just want to live with that." I chuckled, Larry fans are adorable and so are Elounor fans but Louis thought all of them were just making fun of our relationship but in reality not all of them are. He had fallen asleep by now I stood up and kissed his forehead, "good night Louis." I walked into Mason's room to see him bright eyed and wake. "Well hi there, hey." I picked him up setting him on my hip. "How are you, I'm good. I'm talking to a baby I've official lost it." I shook my head and changed his dipper then lay back in the rocking chair and sung my lullaby my mum use to sing to me. He was still wide awake, "your not tired huh?" He flashed his toothless smile and let out a laugh. "You definitely are your father. Alright wanna go for a walk yeah let's go for a walk." I wrapped him in blanket and walked towards the door. I took the stroller and set him in it and began our little walk. Mason started to wave his arms around and grunted in frustration. I gave him his binky but he still continued. I spotted a park and sat at the bench and took him out of the stroller and we looked at the stars. There was a shooting star just them, "look baby make a wish!" I mad a wish, what I'm not going to tell you and Mason stretched out his hand towards the sky. I smiled looking at him and I heard multiple flashes. Stupid cameras. "Look at that one, right there that's Jupiter. Just imagine if there we aliens or vampires living up there or something even more spectacular! Just imagine." He giggled and bounced in my lap. Such an active boy, he is going to be just like Louis. I got up and put him in the stroller when I was ambushed with cameras and questions. They were crowding around me and the baby, we couldn't move or anything. "Please back up, please!" Mason began to cry and I couldn't help. "Back up! Move!" I heard a voice, Louis. I had already started crying and he came to us. "Are you ok, come on let's go." I nodded pushing the stroller. "Move make way!" He screamed at them. When I sat in the car I curled up into a ball and cried. I had paparazzi come to me before but never like this. Louis pulled me into him and kissed the top of my head. "It's going to be ok El, I promise." But will it?