Yours (Louis Tomlinson)

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Louis's POV

This weekend has been amazing. I don't want it do end, but it is Sunday evening after all, and we both have things to do tomorrow. I have to go to a meeting in the morning, and she has work to do at Dean's. My mum loved her. In fact, the other night when Bee went to shower, she told me not to let this girl go. Phoebe seemed content with them. I mean, she never once complained about all the questions the girls asked. They asked her if she was friends with Eleanor once, and she just smiled and said they hadn't talked before. Most girls would get really nervous, and I know she has been, but she's been saying the right thing every single time to everyone. She and Lottie even went out for ice cream together to have some weird girly talk thing that I couldn't know about.

We had given everyone a hug goodbye and were sitting at the car about to drive off. Phoebe has looked tired all weekend and I'm just getting to ask about it now. Yes, she had a smile on her face most of the time, but whenever we were alone, she seemed a bit off.

"Are you alright?" I ask. It was making me anxious wondering.

"Yeah, well, we have a long car ride ahead, so I don't want to bring what's on my mind up now." She says.

"What could be the problem? It's been a great weekend." I say.

"It has. I had a lot of fun with you and your family. I'm just thinking about a lot right now and I probably should have been thinking about this for a long time, but it just hit me this weekend from something you said." She says and I'm beginning to get frustrated.

"Get to the point already." I say with a laugh, but she does not.

"You know how you're leaving in a little while?" She says and I nod.

"Yeah...what about it?" I ask. I fear the answer she's about to blurt out.

"I don't know how I'm going to feel about you leaving for so long and I'm already so nervous about this." She mutters.

"What do you mean?" I try to stay calm at the moment.

"This! Us! It sounds pathetic, but I've never been with someone this long and I'm scared, okay. You're leaving and in a way I feel like I'm just giving you up like that. I know you aren't mine like in that way, but I feel as if you leaving is not a good thing. I'm losing you for months and I don't know if I can do that Louis. I just-"

"First of all, I am yours. That's not in a literal owning sense, but I am yours and I consider you to be mine as well. I love you, okay? I swear on my life that I do and you're not going to feel left out of my life. Second, you aren't losing me. When I get back, things will be just as we left them. I promise." I say.

"You can't promise that. What if I start to get sick of this waiting and missing you?" She asks.

"I plan to visit as much as I can." I tell her.

"But what if it's not enough?" She asks and I'm getting angrier.

"It's going to have to be enough for you! I cannot just quit my job because of this or stop a tour or anything for you. I can't Phoebe, I'm sorry, but I can't!" I raise my voice.

"I wasn't asking you to do that. I just wish I thought about this before we got together. I never think about anything and now I'm regretting it." She says and my heart stops.

"You regret this? You regret all of this? How can you not want this?" I ask her.

"I never said I didn't want this. I just wish I thought about it." She says.

"Well that's wonderful, isn't it. It sure sounds like you're trying to find a way to break up with me. Is that what you want?" I ask.

"I don't want to break up Louis, but I'm saying if we have to-"