Reason #28 I Hate Being Famous: I'm Gay Just Because I'm In a Boy Band
Louis' P.O.V
When we get out of the taxi and walk into the hotel I receive a call on my cell phone. I answer it just as I enter the elevator.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Louis. How nice of you to answer my call." I hear over the phone. I grind my teeth. I forgot to check who was calling before answering it.
"Hello Eleanor. What do you want?" I ask.
"What? You're not gonna hang up on me?" She says sarcastically, feigning surprise.
"Just tell me why you're calling before I do." I say angrily.
"I just wanted to make sure your lovely relationship was doing great. I'm missing my boy." She drawls. I roll my eyes. Harry's eyeing me suspiciously. I motion to him to go into the room and I'm gonna just talk to her alone. As soon as the door opens and he leaves I spit angrily into the phone.
"What the hell do you want Eleanor? It's been a year since we've broken up. Stop bothering me."
"Fine." She spits out. I hang up and go into the room. What the hell does she want from me?
"What was going on?" Harry asks, lounging on the king sized bed. We got the couples suite and all that came with it. It was hopefully going to be a relaxing week.
"She was just bothering me as usual. I should really block her number." I lay down beside him and he pulls me closer. We cuddle for about an hour before I sit up.
"I need to shower. Come with me?" I propose and he nods, getting up with me.
Once in the bathroom I start the water and let it warm up before stripping down and getting in, Harry close behind me. We wash each other, stealing kisses here and there. When we get out it's 11 o'clock at night so we decide to go to bed.
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Harry's P.O.V
I wake up in the morning to hearing Lou's phone ring. I reach across him and unplug it before swiping across the screen to answer it.
"Yeah?" I say groggily.
"This isn't Louis." I swear at the voice on the other end.
"Fuck off Eleanor. Why can't you leave us alone?" I ask her angrily, trying to keep my voice down. I don't want to wake Louis up. I slide out of bed, tucking my warm pillow beside him so he doesn't notice my absence.
"Cussing doesn't make you sound very attractive Harry."
"Seriously. Can you please just tell me what you want?" By this point I'm out in the hallway.
"I just want Louis back. He was my guarantee of a rich future." I laugh.
"You really think he's just gonna break up with me to be with you? He's gay." I seriously want to slap her but she's in London.
"Please find someone else. I know you're a joke since what happened at the church a year ago but I don't care. Leave us alone." I hang up on her before blocking her number from Lou's phone. Well this has been a shitty start to our vacation. She's crazy.
I come back inside, slipping into the bed beside Louis. About an hour later I feel him stir.
"Morning Harry." He mumbles sleepily. I kiss him on the forehead.
"Morning boo." I hug him before speaking again. "How about we get some room service and then spend a day at the spa. Massages and what not. Just something to relax us after last nights' crazy." I suggest. He nods.
"Sounds like a lovely plan." He says.
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"I'm so glad you suggested this Haz. I've been so tense. And the couples treatment thing is awesome." Louis says as the massage therapists push into our crazy tight muscles. Once the ladies are done we leave the hotel spa and head upstairs. I find many missed calls on my phone from Niall and Louis the same. I give him a puzzled look as I call him back.
"Harry?"
"Yeah. What's going on Niall? You called me like 10 times." I say.
"Something awful has happened. We didn't know if we should call you but I did anyway." Niall rambles on for a bit. I pull on Louis' sleeve and put Niall on speaker.
"So something awful has happened? What do you mean?" I ask.
"It's Eleanor. She-" Louis cuts him off.
"I don't care. She can die." He spits.
"Oh Louis. I wish you hadn't said that." Niall says.
"Why?" He says.
"Eleanor was found dead in her apartment. One of her friends found her and called her parents. We found out about an hour ago."
"What..." Louis trails off. "What happened?"
"They aren't sure. Maybe you guys should come home. The funeral is next week."
"But we were gonna shop and swim and surf." I whisper to him.
"We'll be back in time for the funeral. Call us when you know what happened to her and the exact date and time of the funeral." Louis says. I nod. "Good bye Niall."
"Good bye Lou, Haz." We both hang up.
"Oh my god." Louis says, sitting down on the edge of the bed. He runs his hands through his hair.
"What do you think happened?" I ask him.
"I don't know. I have no idea Louis. But let's just enjoy our time before the funeral." I tell him, grabbing his hands and pulling him up. I kiss him softly, wrapping my arms around him.
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We spent the next couple days shopping and spending days at the beach. We got noticed but luckily we got very little hassle. Most of the time they kept their distance so we could have our time together. No one knew about Eleanor as far as we were concerned. We tried to keep her off our minds and it was working. Only late at night I knew we both thought about her. What if she commit suicide? What if she did it because of what we said? What I said?
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