*Louis' POV*
"Okay, you're done for the day!"
"Thank, God!"
I walk out of the stuffy recording booth, my throat dry and raw from going over so much today. I can honestly say that this is the most work we've done in a long time.
I grab my water bottle sitting on one of the padded stools and drink the whole thing in less than a minute. My studio manager gives me a throat lozenge and I pop it in my mouth, cringing at the disgusting taste.
"So, Louis," my studio manager Justin starts, "since you thought it'd be such a swell idea to run off in the middle of recording yesterday, you get to come in an hour early on Monday!"
"What?!" I nearly spit my cough drop out.
"You heard me! You're coming in at six on Monday morning since you decided to run off and waste almost twenty minutes of recording time. Since I forgot to mention it yesterday, you'll make up for it next week instead. If you're late, you'll stay an extra hour." He smiles evilly, like he's happy that he gets to punish me.
I groan, swearing under my breath as I turn and walk out. How dare he do that! Evil bastard...
I drive home to the sound of The Who playing softly through my speakers. By the time I make it home, I'm ready for a long nap. I could sleep for the rest of this brutally cold winter, to be honest.
After I step inside, I take off my thick jacket and hang it up, throwing my keys on the coffee table. I take a seat on the couch, sighing in relief once I get comfortable.
Finally! I've been waiting to do this all day.
I turn on the tv and an old episode of Full House is on. I decide to leave it on that for now and kick back and relax.
It isn't even five minutes of me sitting down when I get a text. I groan, jerking my phone out of my pocket.
Talia 😁
Hey, Louis. Sorry to bother you on a Saturday after you literally just got off work, but can you come over later? I really need your help..
Me
It depends. What do you need my help with?
Talia 😁
It's Annabeth. She's been in bed all day and she refuses to eat or drink anything. I'm really worried about her.. I know she'll listen to you. Please come?
My heart drops. I knew Annabeth was upset, but this I was not expecting. I didn't realize it was hurting her this bad..
Me
I'll be there, give me 20 minutes.
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I knock on the door, anxiously waiting for Talia to answer. I rub my hands together as I wait, freezing my arse off in the below freezing weather.
I'm more than thankful when Talia opens the door for me, ushering me in quickly. She shuts the door behind me, the warm air hitting me like a slap in the face.
"Thank you so much for coming. I made hot tea a few minutes ago for you. The weather is awful today, I actually felt bad for calling you over here in it." Talia gushes.
Talia takes my jacket and hangs it up by the door before we go into the kitchen. She pours me a mug of hot tea, putting in two sugar cubes and a bit of milk just how I like it.

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Running Bases With You
FanfictionAnnabeth Chase. 20 year old smart, sassy, star softball player. But also damaged and close to broken because of a heart shattering breakup. Louis Tomlinson. 21 year old world famous boyband member, fierce football (soccer) player, and chick magnet...