Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Sassmasta From Doncaster Or How I Need A New Plan

Hi everyone, another little chapter tonight, not much but I have these great ideas and I needed a filler chapter to get to that point where I can finally use these ideas. I hope you all have a great weekend! All the love, Summer xxx

We had already said goodbye to the boys on Saturday night because they were busy on Sunday with their X-factor performance and on Monday they were already flying out to the States again for some more promo, after chatting to Nick Grimshaw in the morning. We all had a hard time saying goodbye because we knew we probably wouldn't see each other until December when they would have their final performance on the X-Factor which they were all on the one hand looking forward to and on the other hand really anxious about.

Lily cried a bit and Niall also looked like he might tear up any second. Harry held me for at least a minute, just swaying me from side to side, while gently stroking my hair. I just listened to his heartbeat and tried to ignore the fact that I wouldn't see him for about a month. He gave me a quick kiss on my forehead before letting me go and then quickly turned around and started chatting to Niall.

Louis pulled me aside after I had said goodbye to the others. He pulled me into a tight hug and I hugged him back just as tightly. He pulled away for a bit and just looked down at me. "You are so beautiful, Claire." He gently pushed a couple of loose strands behind my ear. "I'll miss you." I gave him a sad smile. "I'll miss you, too, Lou. But I hope that you have a great time with the lads. This will be your last time for a little while so try to enjoy it as much as possible, okay?" He nodded and gently kissed me one last time, before I let go and quickly hopped into the taxi where Lily was already waiting for me.

It was Monday evening, and I was sitting in my room with some pizza while I was trying to write an essay for my module on human rights. I was struggling with one particular paragraph, when my phone beeped. Happy for any distraction, I checked my messages and saw that Harry and Louis both had texted me. I opened Harry's first which said "Landed safely. It's good to finally see the sun again. Hopefully I'll be able to show you around some time. H x" I grinned and texted him back saying that I had never been to the States and not to get a sunburn.

Louis' message was really sweet. "Finally landed safely in L.A. The lads teased me about you the whole flight. Apparently I have a "stupid grin" on my face every time I talk about you. Don't know what they're talking about, I don't even know how you grin stupidly. ;) I miss you already and I hope you're doing well, love. Louis xxx" I smiled down at my phone. I missed him, too, even though I had just seen him two days go.

"I miss you, too, Lou. I hope the others weren't too annoying, but I'm sure you can defend yourself quite well ;) (I remember someone called Sassmasta from Doncaster). Just skype or call me whenever you're free and I'll try to make it work. I forgot to ask you about Phoebe on Sunday. Is she okay? xxx" I hit sent and worked a bit more on my paragraph before I received a reply. "Phoebs is okay, thanks for asking. She is already bored at home and is getting on my mum's nerves so she should be good as new in a couple of weeks. I'll definitely try to skype you as often as I can, so I can see your beautiful face. Yours truly, the Sassmasta from Doncaster ;) xxx" I giggled at his text.

He was such a kid most of the time and was supposed to turn twenty-four in a couple of weeks. I quickly replied that I was happy that Phoebe was doing better and that I was already looking forward to our next skype call. I worked on my essay for another hour or so until I was too tired to read anything that was on the screen. After getting ready for bed, I plugged in my headphones and listened to Made In The Am for a little while. 'If I Could Fly' was still my favourite song and I was really curious why Harry had written that song. Especially the lyrics of the second verse got to me and I decided to just text him and ask, hoping that he would reply.

I only had to wait a minute or so before my phone beeped again, indicating that I had received a message. "Hi, love, what are you still doing up so late? Isn't it like 1.30am in London right now? The song is mainly about what we talked about on the way to Leeds. The feeling of leaving my family and friends behind, not really having the chance to settle down anywhere, etc. It's a really personal song and so far I haven't really talked about this with anyone. Thank God, people are more interested in a line in 'Perfect' which could potentially be about Taylor Swift that was ironically written by Louis. :D You never have to apologise for asking me anything, Claire. I am happy to share some personal stuff with you because I know that I can trust you 100% and you have also shared some very personal things with me. If you need someone to talk to I am always here for you. Sweet dreams, H xxx"

God, he made not liking him very hard for me. I thanked him for replying and wished him a nice day, before I turned my light of. Too awake to sleep, I lay awake, thinking about everything that had happened during the past few months since I had run into Louis on the train. My whole life had turned into a freaking roller coaster and I never knew what was coming around the corner. I really needed some time to think and having neither Harry nor Louis around probably helped a lot. Maybe it was better to not get involved with either of them, but I had already tried that option and had failed miserably, so I needed another plan, and I needed it soon.