I Keep on Coming Back to You.

3.

Louis

I groan as I feel hands shake me awake. My eyes opened and glared at Liam as I go to speak. He says, "Its time for rehearsals Lou." Liam was grinning because he knew he woke me up.

"I'm up, I'm up." I wave him off and get out of the bunk that I've been living for the last two months. The tour was something I loved doing with my mates but I also wanted a real bed. One Direction was a big part of my life, they have been here for me through everything. I grab some sweats and a tank top as I go into the small bathroom. My eyes looking at my messy hair.

"I look like a fookin' mess." I mumble, my accent thick and raspy. My outfit looks very comfortable and lazy but it was just rehearsals for the songs they'd choose. Liam always thought the songs I wrote were the best I've written, but they were about Harry. I lead myself out as I see Preston, my bodyguard waiting.

"Good morning Louis," I hear Preston say as he laughs. The smile I give him is genuine. I follow him as he walks beside me. Preston was a big guy as he was taller then me. It made me feel short as hell.

"Mornin' Pres." I say as we get into the arena. The boys and me have performed here before but the last time was with Harry being here backstage. I shake my head to clear the thought, as I get my ear piece and my microphone. The boys come up to me as I hear Niall.

"We should play Ready To Run tonight." He says as he grins at Louis. Niall always liked that one for his Irish jig. I find myself laughing and nodding along to his choice. We all like performing certain songs. I put the ear piece in as I look at them as they list off other songs.

"I wanna play 18 tonight or If I Could Fly." I mumble as I fix my sweats. Liam nods and smiles knowingly. I would admit that I sing them in hope Harry hears me. My mind has been filled with just him over the last year. I remember the first time we said I love you, it was when I was on tour 2 years ago.

Flashback

Harry had came on tour with us a lot over the last two years of our relationship. I had just came back from performing, me and Harry were cuddling on the bed. My hands running through his long curls as we talk about our future plans. My stomach was filled with butterflies as we talked about kids. I smile wide as he turns and looks at me. Harry looks nervous as he plays with my shirt.

"I-I love you Lou." He blushes hard and I feel my heart skip a beat as I smile. My hands gripping onto Harry's hips as I pull him closer. The fondness and love showing in my eyes.

"I love you too baby." My raspy voice says as I looks down at him. Harry's cheeks got even more pink if that was possible as I say that to him. I do love Harry and have for the last six months. Harry was 20 and I was 22, but he was taller. It had nothing on Harry not being my baby. Harry leans up and kisses me as my eyes close naturally. I had the taller boy in my lap as I held his hips. I moved so I was in a sitting position with Harry. We kissed all night till we got tired.

End of flashback

I feel my heart ache at the thought and I look at Liam. "You okay mate?" I hear Liam ask and I sigh. My hands running through my hair again.

"I keep thinking about him Li, and I wish I could stop but I love him." I say as I sit down and look at him. My eyes tired and sore as I look down at my hands. We had matching tattoos for fucks sake. I still lost him though and that's what hurts. My head still was filled with the curly, green eyed boy. Harry has probably changed for the year that he hasn't seen him.

"I know Lou, but you both need to talk it out. I know one thing is that he misses you too. I've talked to Gemma just like you have." Liam says and he hasn't told me this. I know why though and it hurt a bit that Harry wouldn't give me an explanation.

"W-What?" I hear myself stutter out as I look at Liam. He nods and rests a hand on my back as he talks to me about the day he called Gemma.

"He has called Gemma crying because the apartment reminded him of you. He was saying how he fucked up and couldn't fix it. All the stuff that happened with social media got to him. That's all I know, but he's hurting too." Liam wasn't suppose to tell Louis and he knew that. His mate was hurting though. I look at my hands,

"He did?" I ask as my head processes what he said. I couldn't believe that Harry had so much going on through his head. I knew that he didn't want people to worry about him. Especially me with how 'busy' he thought I was. I shake my head as I stand and tell the band to practice If I Could Fly.

"I'll talk to him, I just have to call Gemma sometime after the tour." I say as I get into place as the music starts. Liam nods as him and Niall get into place too. The day fills on with song practices and the thought of Harry. I had first sang If I Could Fly to Harry with all the passion I could have. I have many other songs I've written for him too.

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A/N I woke up wanting to write. Here's Louis POV of the day of the concert.