Louis' p.o.v
I woke up oddly early today, especially for a Saturday morning. I slowly opened my eyes and rolled over to glance at the clock 8:34 appeared in glowing red. "Ughhhh" I moaned loudly. I didn't want to get up out of my soft bed, an I wasn't planning on getting up either till I heard the phone ring from the mini kitchen I out hotel room. "Umm... hello?" I say half awake "wake up call. ordered from..." the recording said "Simon Cowell, call me when you get this message, ASAP." Instead of a machine it was a personalized message recorded by Simon. Of course I wasn't going to call right now, what kind of rubbish is that? making me call? I sat down on the couch and noticed it was unusually quite, where was Zayn and Harry? I walked through the hotel room to Zayn's "room" he was passed out, probably from drinking too much. I still don't know where Harry is. I don't communicate with him as much as I would like to, at least management lets us share a room. That's it, all we get I'm not aloud to be seen in public with him because we don't want to "start anything" but honestly the world deserves to know the truth, I hate lying, especially to the fans.
