Invisible [Louis Tomlinson]

Before - Chapter 3

Before

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It had been two days since we had left London. Two whole days without Aaliyah. That was definitely the worst thing about being famous; missing home and the people I always have to leave behind. Of course I always come back to them but it's the time away that just hurts so much. I wished we didn't have to travel so far for so long.

"Louis, get up," Harry said as he threw clothes at my face. I was lying in my hotel bed, in the room I shared with my best friend. When I didn't make any effort to move, I could hear Harry give out a large sigh. "If you delay us, we have to stay longer," he reminded me.

With that, I snapped back into reality and blinked a few times. I kind of just zoned out then. I let out a deep breath and picked up the clothes from my lap. A simple pair of black jeans and a grey sweatshirt. It was probably the first thing Harry pulled out of the suitcase. It really didn't matter though, seeing as we'd see a stylist when we got to wherever we were going and there was no doubt we'd have to change clothes.

I slipped on the two articles over my almost bare body. I cast a quick glance to the mirror, only to find my hair a shaggy mess. I rolled my eyes at it and decided that a simple beanie to cover it up would fix the problem. My fringe was sticking out at the front but I could honestly not have cared any less than I did. I just shrugged and pulled on a pair of black and white Vans, without socks of course. I wasn't a fan of socks for some reason. After dressing completely, I just stared at myself, thinking about nothing but at the same time everything. My mind was a jumble.

"Louuu," Harry called again, this time from the door. I sighed, mumbling a quiet but audible 'coming'. I took one last look at my reflection before turning away and going over to my roommate. "The others are already waiting downstairs," he informed me. I gave him a curt nod in reply and he shook his head at me.

I left the room, Harry following behind me as I got to the elevator and pressed the button. There was no way I'd take the stairs down eighteen floors. As soon as the doors opened, I slid in and pushed the button for ground floor. I closed my eyes briefly, only to open them and find a Harry looking at me intently with an unreadable expression on his face.

"What?" I scoffed rather rudely. He didn't seem fazed by the fact that I had caught him staring. All Harry did was shake his head at me, as he had started to do so often, his brown curls bobbing slightly. If he wasn't going to tell me what he was thinking, I truthfully couldn't care. Harry could think whatever he wanted to about me. His opinion didn't matter.

The only one that did was hers.

The girl who I loved. The one who swore she could never live without me, as I without her. If something bad were to happen to her and I wasn't there to protect her, I don't think I could live with myself either. That was the worst part about being away from her so often. If she did get into an accident, I wouldn't be there to save her.

I could hear Harry calling my name softly from beside me. "Stop thinking about her so much," he murmured. He knew me well. I really couldn't help it, to be honest. Another defeated sigh escaped my lips and I walked out of the elevator as soon as the doors opened. I automatically found the other three boys talking with a couple of security guards who would no doubt be with us for the day.

"Louis! Harry!" The guys came running up to us with wide grins. I could only mumble my greetings because I was really not in the mood for anything. Anything but her, of course. I could never get sick of my Aaliyah. I didn't listen to any of their conversations so I wasn't sure if Harry told them about me being so grumpy or if they had already noticed it on their own.

"Let's just go," I grumbled, pushing Niall slightly forward. I guess they all got the hint because they started to move in the direction of the door. I knew there was going to be fans outside the hotel but as I stepped out and surveyed the group, I could hardly believe how many there really were. These girls, and some guys, were honestly quite scary. They figured out where we stay, live and wherever else we are. Getting mobbed was the worst thing though. I could handle it if they just stood there but when they rushed forward, all screaming and camera flashes going off everywhere, I just couldn't stand it.

As soon as we stepped out and the crowd recognized who we were, the last thing I heard and saw was the hundreds of deafening screams and flashing bright lights. I suddenly got extremely dizzy. I ended up collapsing to the ground, much to everyone's dismay.

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