Louis' POV
Niall called me back. Liam (obviously) agreed but there's more people that need to be informed about this. Like our managers. Now I gotta call one of them. I don't bother remembering their names but I'm pretty sure this one is Jim.
Jim: „Hello?"
Louis: „Hi Jim. I have some ideas that could raise up our popularity and also make us really happy."
Jim: „Who's us?"
Louis: „Hear me out, will ya?"
Jim: „Go on."
So I told him my plan, to the smallest detail. He's been silent for like 30 seconds. Shit, what does that mean?
Louis: „Jim?"
Jim: „Yeah?"
Louis: „So?"
Jim: „I don't know. I'm not the only one in charge, you know? I'll have to speak with the others and call you back ok?"
Louis: „Yeah sure. Bye."
Jim: „Bye."
Niall's POV
I'm gonna fucking shit myself. I can't believe this is happening. But he problem is, it's not the end of the hiatus. It's just a little show.
Hopefully, they'll enjoy it so much that they'll want us to come back.
Ugh I missed them so much. I missed Harry's bad jokes, Louis' actually funny ones and Liam being a dad. And I miss Zayn being himself. Yes we all changed, but he did the most.
At least he realised that Louis is more important than some Naughty boy.
Shit I can't wait. But I have to. Louis literally said that he'll take care of everything. It's kinda weird cause he usually the one who pretends to be busy the whole time. I guess he got more responsible. Or he just really wants to see Harry. We all know which one it is.
Harrys POV
Since that interview, I can't stop thinking about Louis. I haven't since we split up, I mean I wrote a few songs for him, but now it's like non stop.
Oh look Rice Krispies. The package is blue. Louis has blue eyes. Look a carrot. Louis. My vans. Louis. My adidas hoodie. Louis. I'm fucked.
What Modest! did to us is so fucked up. We were so young. It was too much. I haven't loved anyone like that before.
He helped me go through some real shit. When I was insecure, he'd make me feel like I was something. Like I was worth it. He helped me build my confidence as big as it is now. The time that we lived together, probably was the best time of my life.
Not when we made it big. Not when we won awards. He was my award. I started crying. Well fuck. I couldn't stop the river of tears that was coming out of me. So I just let it be. I buried my face in a pillow and cried myself to sleep.
