Two Ghosts |l.s|

Chapter 5

Louis' P.O.V

I woke up the next morning to my phone buzzing on the bedside table, I turn over, still half asleep and reach over to grab it. I squint my eyes as they adjust the bright screen that displayed the name Harry on it.

I slide to answer, " Morning" I answer with a lower morning voice.

"Morning Louis, Sorry if I woke you up, I can call back later?" His voice sounded tired like he didn't get enough sleep.

"No, no it's okay, what's up?" I asked, sitting up and arching my back slightly, cracking it as I do so.

"I was just going to ask if you had anything planned today, I wanted to talk to you," He replied.

I stood up slowly from the bed, not wanting to get a headrush. I walk over to the blinds and open them, letting the light take over to dimmed hotel room. "I'm not doing anything, no. I'll be going down for breakfast in a few minutes if you want to meet down there?"

"Yeah, I'll be there soon as well. See you, Louis,"

"Bye Harold," I say before ending the call.

I walk over to my suitcase and open it, scanning over what I should wear for the day. I decide on the regular white Adidas sweats along with a red Russian Football shirt. After getting into my outfit I close up my bag and make my way out of the hotel room. 

Getting off the elevator, I'm greeted with a man in a black suit, "Good morning Mr. Tomlinson, breakfast is to your left." He points to an open door at the end of the hallway.

I nod and mutter a quick, "Thanks," before walking down to the breakfast room.

I look around the cozy open space, a small buffet set up in the centre of the room. Welcoming smell of coffee and freshly made loaves of bread, I smile to myself as I grab a plate and place the food I want onto my plate. Sitting down at a table for two near the wall, I look around in search of Harry. There were only 4 other people there besides me, and none of which were Harry. I took a bite out of my toast and sipped on my coffee, I wasn't usually the coffee drinker, I preferred tea, but I was especially tired this morning because of my late night, so I felt the need for some caffeine.

I must have lost myself in my thoughts because suddenly someone was sitting down in front of me. I look up from my plate and meet my gaze with a pair of tired green eyes.

"Sorry, I'm late," Harry said, slightly out of breath, placing his mug of tea in front of him.

I give him a small smile, "No worries," I reply softly, taking another sip of my coffee and licked my bottom lip, "You did great last night by the way,"

Harry smiled warmly at me, setting his mug down, "Thank you, yeah the crowd was really great too, like always." He pulled out his phone and appeared to be texting someone then set his phone aside. He looked down at his lap, smile slightly dropping, "Listen, Louis, I think we should talk," He slowly said looking up at me.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "What about? Everything Okay?" I questioned, taking another bite of, my food.

"We need to talk about what happened to us," He placed his hands in his lap.

I tilted my head, "Okay? Where is this coming from though?"

"Liam called me last night, we talked for a bit and he made me realize that we haven't really cleared the air fully yet, and I can't just ignore what had happened between us, Louis, it's not something that can be ignored,"

I frowned, I slowly nodded and looked away. I knew he was right, although we mentioned the topic before, we haven't fully elaborated on it. There was still tension that would appear at times, and that would have to be gone before we came on the X-factor, or else everyone would notice that something was up. But I never really took time to realize that so many things were still floating around in our small atmosphere.