Invisible [Louis Tomlinson]

Before - Chapter 5

Before

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"What the hell just happened back there?" Harry asked me with a small growl in his tone. My younger companion obviously wasn't impressed with my actions towards someone of her status, especially with the fact that Angela is indeed a woman.

"She was coming onto me! What was I meant to do? Let her? I'd rather die," I spat out quite angrily. I couldn't really care any less about what Harry thought about what happened between myself and the interviewer. I told him not to dwell on it. What was done is in the past, nothing I could change. He just sighed and reluctantly left the topic alone. I liked that a lot about Harry. He didn't push topics unless it was extremely serious, in which case this wasn't. I was glad he was like that, it made my life a lot easier, definitely. If he was stubborn in this way, I don't think we'd be very good friends because I'd push him away.

That's just the way I am, I guess.

Harry and I made our way over to the other boys, seeing as he pulled me away for our talk. I didn't feel like talking any more. I was in a somewhat grumpy mood again, much to everyone's dismay. They all seemed to prefer joyful and and energetic Louis to this agitated version. I didn't blame them, I guess I would too. I just wasn't in the mood for happiness. My sunshine was left at home, miles and miles away. Honestly, how could I be anything close to happy?

They said it gets easier, leaving people behind, but they lied. When I left Aaliyah at the airport, she told me she'd be okay but I knew she was just waiting for me to board before she could cry. It broke my heart, knowing this. I always ask myself, how am I supposed to be everything they expect me to be when I feel so alone because I left my heart at home? She needs me there, to hold and protect her but the boys also need me with them. Without me, it just wasn't One Direction. I just pray that one day I'll be strong enough to handle every obstacle thrown my way, leaving people being one of them.

If only Aaly could come and stay with me so it finally feels like I'm living my dream. She was honestly such a perfect person that it was physically painful being away from her for long periods of time. She was amazing, in every way, and it just made it harder to leave. Luckily for us, we lived in a world where we could see each other virtually by the click of a button. I was so thankful for technology. Usually I took it for granted, not thinking how it effected my life greatly but at times like this, I knew I was lucky.

I pulled out my phone as soon as we got into the van and went straight to her contact. I stared at the picture I set and smiled. It was taken on her birthday. Her chocolate coloured hair was braided down the side and her big brown eyes were looking at her cake in glee. The grin on her face made smile at her in complete adoration. She looked so happy and carefree and it made me love her even more, if that was even possible. I pressed the FaceTime button after plugging in my headphone. I prayed she would pick up.

It rang for a minute or so while I waited anxiously. I bit my lip, almost convinced she wasn't going to accept the call. When I was just about to press the end button, the screen lit up with her face. I automatically grinned widely and she mimicked me.

"Lou! I miss you so much," she said with a little pout. It was adorable and I wished I could reach through the screen and plant a kiss on her forehead and wrap my arms around her tightly, not letting her get away.

"I miss you too Aaly," I gave a sigh. "It's awful without you here." Now it was my turn to pout. She chuckled at me.

"It can't be too bad Louis. You're living your dream and I'm sure the other boys have been keeping you company. Don't worry about me, I miss and love you but I'm doing okay. I'm managing," she told me with a small smile. I had to blink back a few tears. If she was alright then I would be too. "Promise me you'll make the most of your time there and not be too gloomy, okay?"

"I promise," I murmured. She gave me a satisfied smile.

"Well, I need to go. Kira's taking me out for coffee and I don't want to keep her waiting. Bye Lou, I love you," she said, playfully rhyming.

"I love you," I waved goodbye and she ended the call. I must've had a content and elated look on my face because the boys were all looking at me.

"Mate, you're totally whipped," Niall laughed. I didn't see what was so wrong about being in love. It was a great feeling...usually.

"So what?" I smiled back at him, not giving in to his taunting. I just looked out of the window for the rest of the ride back to the hotel. I watched everything go by and I managed to keep my girlfriend off my mind. I was just absentmindedly humming and tapping my hands and feet. I was probably annoying everyone but I didn't care at all. I finally felt happy while being away from Aaliyah. You don't get this Louis often. They should embrace it.

When we got back to where we were staying, I ran out, not waiting for anyone. I felt like giving to the fans and I wasn't going to let any security tell me otherwise. I went up to the huge group of girls behind the barricades someone set up. I greeted them all and was met with ear piercing screams. I didn't let my nausea get to me like it did in the morning. Instead, I took photos and signed things. There was probably three hundred or so people waiting and I was determined to get to all of them.

I organised a line, or at least tried to, and when a security guard came, he let the fans through to me one by one. Eventually, to all of their delight, the other boys seemed okay with my idea. So once a fan was done with me, they'd move on to Harry, then Niall, Zayn and Liam. It took us at least four hours but not one of us cared. We were hungry, tired and needing the bathroom but we stuck it through to the end. I'd be damned if I disappointed anyone. Meeting all five of us, wasn't that some people's life goals? It was kind of weird, to be honest.

Finally we got through everyone and we bid them goodbye before heading into the hotel. My mood was better than it had been for a long time (besides the time spent with Aaliyah) and all I wanted to do now was sleep away my exhaustion. The day started out pretty awful but ended on an extremely high note.

I couldn't be more thankful for everything that night. I had a girlfriend, millions of fans, a family and a band who all loved me endlessly. And I loved them all back. Every single one of them, whether they realised it or not. Whether I always showed it or not, it was true.

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