Extraordinary

Chapter 62: Where are you?

Louis’ P.O.V.

Hi Lola, how are you feeling?

Hey, you there?

Everything going okay?

Your throat feel any better?

Helllooooo??????

Lola you’re starting to worry me.

Your phone is turned on right?

The sound switch is actually on?

Helloo? Anyone there?

I swear if you’re crying at that stupid vampire movie

Oh God I didn’t mean that.

I did not mean to insult your vampire movie.

Your movies are adorable

Just like you ;)

Lola are you alright? You’re not answering

Please answer soon; I can’t just call you

Well I could but you can’t talk. Please answer soon!

Lola? Where are you? Please text me ASAP!

I don’t know how many texts I ended up sending her.  I try to call her, only to get her to wake up in case she was sleeping, and then I send her another text.  Again, nothing.  She would’ve woken up by now because she’s (usually) able to wake up to the sound of her phone ringing.   But all I heard when I called was the low dial tone that was persistent in being answered. There wasn’t even a mailbox for me to leave her a voicemail.  I gave up after the third call and pondered whether I should walk over to her flat to check on her, but I decided against it since I was at the studio working with the lads.  I kept telling myself that she was okay, she was safe, but even my thoughts sounded doubtful. 

I slip my phone back in my pocket for the millionth time as my left knee starts shaking as a nervous habit.  Liam, who’s sitting next to me and is also scrolling through his phone, notices this and places his hand on my shoulder in a comforting manner, giving me a small smile as I glance over at him. 

“What’s going on Tommo?” He asks. I shrug, trying to relax the shaking of my knee and failing at it.

“Nothing, it’s just-“ I sigh. “Lola strained her voice a couple days ago so now she’s on vocal rest and I’ve been texting her nonstop but she isn’t responding at all. I even called her just to see if she was sleeping so she could text me or something...” I trail off.

“It’s probably nothing Louis,” Liam tells me. “In her condition, she could be sleeping and not able to hear it. I wouldn’t think she’d want to go anywhere if she’s on vocal rest. We sure don’t when we have to be put on it,” He smiles.  

“But what if she’s hurt,” I frown at him.  “She could be unconscious in her flat o-or-“

“Louis don’t even think like that,” Liam says in a serious tone. “You’re starting to over-think it.  Lola is fine and safe at her flat.  Worrying about her too much is just going to make it worse,” I sigh, not admitting that he was right.   But I couldn’t help but be worried about her.  I wouldn’t think she’d actually leave her flat in her condition, but she is quite stubborn.  I try to ignore all the negative thoughts of her as I lean my head against the wall and wait for the familiar ringtone of my phone to ring through the room.

But it never did.

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Lola’s P.O.V.