“Run. Run away, Louis. And never return.”
Louis stared straight ahead as the tears filled his eyes. Management was kicking him out. They were telling him to leave. Leave the band. Leave the boys. Leave Niall.
“Now, get out of this office.”
Louis stood slowly and shakily made his way out. He had some packing to do.
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“Welcome back to New York, One Direction!”
The four boys clapped and cheered as they made their way onto the ‘Live! With Kelly’ set. Once they were all settled, the interview began.
“Well, boys! Another cd out, this makes number four for the band. This one is titled One Last Time. Any significant reasoning or just another title?”
Liam nodded. “This is actually the last album were going to be doing together. After Louis left we didn’t feel like a band anymore and we tried to muddle through and continue working, but it’s not the same so we decided to just call it quits.”
“That’s so sad.” Kelly placed a hand on Harry’s knee in a comforting gesture. “Have you guys heard anything from Louis since he left?”
“Not a word. You’d think after living and working with someone for two years you’d keep in touch, but we haven’t heard anything from him.” Niall responded harshly.
“It’s just been really hard. He just up and left one day with no explanation or any clue as to where he was going. We thought maybe he just needed a holiday, but he never came back and after six weeks management said that we should get back in the recording studio.” Zayn tried to cover up the resentment spilling from Niall.
“Yeah. Zayn’s right. We all still love Tommo and we miss him dearly, but we needed to carry on. Hopefully we’ll bump into him some day.” Harry drawled on in the only way that Harry could.
The topic was quickly switched and the interview continued.
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“Paul, can we just enjoy the rest of the day? We don’t have anything else on the books and it’s actually a really nice day. Maybe we can head over to Central Park and just wander?” Liam asked, his voice filled with hope.
Paul seemed to mull it over before sighing heavily and giving in. “It’s not like you boys won’t sneak out when I’m not looking.”
The four boys smiled happily as they headed to the famous landmark.
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“Daddy! Annabell stole my dollie!” Gael screamed as Annabell ran off with the Merida doll.
“Nathan! Get that out of your mouth right now!” Louis yelled as he tried to watch over the four year old triplets.
Annabell giggled as she turned the corner and tried to stay out of Gael’s sight. She wasn’t watching where she was going and ran straight into somebody.
Looking up, it was a dark skinned man with jet black hair with multiple streaks of blonde running through it. He wore really tight pants and a white t shirt with a black shiny jacket over top. A cigarette hung loosely from his lips.
“Hello, little girl. Are you okay?” His voice sounded similar to her daddy’s voice.
Annabell said the first thing that came to mind. “Daddy said we shouldn’t smoke because it can hurt us.”
The man chuckled lightly. “Well, your daddy is right. It does hurt you. I’m trying to stop smoking.”
Annabell furrowed her brow. “Then just drop it. If it’s on the ground then you’re not using it.”
