Six Figures

Prologue

The cold breeze tickled my face sending shivers down my spine. I tried my best to warm myself up but the winter in Norway was not help. Cheers and screaming echoed through the hallway of the small arena. The warmth that the cup of steaming coffee was providing for me unfortunately wasn't enough. Pulling my scarf up, and covering my nose I head towards the exit.

My fingers were already itching to grab and light up a cigarette. The nicotine calming me down and sending a rush of pleasure through my body. Immediately as I stepped outside, the winter bite me in on the nose.

"Eleanor" an unfamiliar voice called out for me daring me to turn around. Glancing around myself I realised the security stayed behind guarding the boys while they preform another concert.

Stepping on the unfinished cigarette, I huff out a breath and hurriedly made my way towards the entrance of the arena. The person behind me quickened up his pace and now it felt like a chase. I was the prey and he was the lion. Looking over my shoulder I saw three paparazzi hot at my tail.

Scanning the surrounding I spot Jacob, one of the main guards, having a chat on his phone. His face held an unreadable emotion as I drew closer. Waving with my hands I caught his attention.

"They were following me" I say in between short breaths as I try to regain my posture. His nods and ushers me inside. The grey walls of the hallway sent unpleasant shivers down my spine and I felt like puking. The utterly hideous aroma of cigarettes filled my mouth and I desperately tried to fish out some chewing gum to hide it.

The doors that lead to the backstage were packed with stickers that each member glued on it. It was a prank they played on each of the guards since they were responsible for any damage that happens during the concert. It was sort of their way of showing how much they miss Paul.

Ever since he quit his job as their manager, the boys felt lost and out of place. He was their guidance and sanity when everyone else left them to deal with their own problems alone. Sometimes while I am sitting alone in the room I find myself missing him and his terrible advices. Shaking my head I push the knob. The doors creaked as if in protest of old age.

"Hey love" Louis pressed a kiss on my forehead making a blush appeared on my already crimson red cheeks. Sweat was dripping from his body and I could tell just by his big grin how satisfying the concert was.

"Did the concert go well? " I heard myself say. It was usual for me to hold myself aside when all the boys were in the room. I wasn't close to them as much as Louis was.

"Fantastic!" He pulled a clean shirt over his head and winked at me" You should've joined Lou and Lux. The fans would've barely seen you and you would still have first seat tickets."

"Maybe I'll join the next concert" I lied my ass off since I didn't want to hurt his feelings. He nods and links our hands before muttering a quick goodbye to the boys.

We walk through the hallway in silence, occasionally waving goodbye to the staff or a member of the crew. A car awaited for us outside and at the same moment Louis stepped outside the screaming and name calling begun. I ducked my head down avoiding the shouts and questions directed to Louis. Even after a year of dating him, I wasn't used to it.

After ten minutes of driving, the car pulls over at a five star hotel and Louis bids a goodbye to the driver before dashing off into the lobby. He took the key of our hotel room from a very flirty receptionist and we went our way.

"Have you seen the way she looked at you" I whisper laughing a little. He shrugs and rans a hand through his unruly hair.

"I'm taking a shower. You should order and eat something before heading off to bed" a towel was draped around his arm, while he typed away on his phone.

"Aren't we watching the movie I downloaded yesterday?"

"Sorry, I'm worn out and we have a meet and greet tomorrow. Maybe some other time" He kissed my cheek and rushed into the bathroom.

I sat there on the bed with my lips pushed into a tin line. The whole in my chest grew bigger each day and even though I was in a loving and caring relationship, there were moments when I found myself feeling more as if I was single.

Letting out a breath of disappointment I close the laptop and open the balcony door before pushing the cigarette into my mouth.