Work Hard Play Hard >> Louis Tomlinson

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LOUIS

I was running down the corridor as fast as I could and finally decided to stop when I was out of breathe. I was running to get to my car and drive to Eleanor's, but boy am I getting unfit!

I need to play soccer some more.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and pulled it out. Harry had texted me.

-HEY, ELEANOR JUST LEFT A REALLY MEAN MESSAGE ON OUR HOME PHONE FOR YOU. YOU GUYS FIGHTING AGAIN?-

Wow, way to make me feel better Harry! I really need to fix this, my relationship with Eleanor was the best thing ever. I know we have had a few rough patches lately but I really like Eleanor, really really like Eleanor.

For some reason at the moment I just couldn't bring myself to say the word love?

We had told each that we loved each other and everything was fine. Then I had to go and mess everything up.

My thoughts had been swarming me so much that I hadn't noticed my legs were moving. I tilted my head up and felt something collide into me.

I lowered my arms to catch the falling figure, because basically the ground looked really hard and I wouldn't the object to be lying on the cold, hard ground.

I mentally chuckle at myself at my Taylor Swift pun. Even in this situation I can always make myself laugh.

Wait, Louis, your holding something. What am I holding?

I take in the beautiful sight I'm holding and see blonde hair and brown eyes, cute geekly-chic glasses and delicate lips.

All this looks really familiar and I finally pull myself together and notice.

"Loz?"

"Lou?"

It is Loz. We haven't known each other but I still remember how fit she is.

I give her a look up and down and smile like a mad man but a voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Louis, Loouuiiisss?" She drags out my name and I like the way I hear my name slip from her lips.

Woah, hold the phone right there...

"Earth to Louis Tomlinson?"

Oh right, pull your charm up Louis.

"Sorry, I'm not feeling the best at the moment and my brain is yeah..."

"That's ok,uh, Lou?"

"Y-yeah?" I stutter, why am I stuttering? I don't stutter, I've never even stuttered in front of Eleanor.

Eleanor. Holy shit, Eleanor.

"Louis!!"

"What!?!" I snap.

"Um, you can let go of me."

I realise what she meant and then release her from my grip instantly losing her warmth that was in my arms when I was holding her.

"Sorry, for snapping at you, it's just been a long day." I manage to apologise and let a long sigh.

I hear her giggle and I can't seem to push the thought of how cute she looks when she does that.

"Louis, it's only 11:30 in the morning!"

"Right."

"If you don't mind me asking, I was wondering why you were here?"

I let her words sink in and my words come out eventually.

"I was going to visit Eleanor."

I see Lauren tilt her head to the side and raise an eyebrow for some reason. I hope Shannon didn't tell her about my incident I don't really need her thinking I'm a dick too.

I just met her and she seems like a good friend, even though we don't even have each other's numbers.

"I'm pretty sure Eleanor isn't here otherwise I wouldn't be here."

I don't understand what she means by that and don't really care at the moment but when she says El's name I lose it.

"I've screwed up everything!!"

I feel my tears drop down my cheeks and don't even feel embarrassed that I'm a man crying in front of a girl I played soccer with once.

"Come on Lou"

"What?"

I'm really confused, I was expecting her to comfort me or run away or something but now...

"When we were hanging out the other day I remember you telling me that you play soccer to get your mind off things"

"And..."

"That's exactly what we are going to do"

I guess we are going to play soccer then.

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Sorry I haven't updated I'm just tired and shit..

- Em xx