Okay. So I was thinking of doing this, and you don't really see any of this! It's always boy on boy and stuff. So here's Lou and El ;)
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"El!! Louis said his bum is nicer than yours!" Harry said into the phone.
"HARRY!" I screeched at him, rocketing across the room and pounding on the bathroom door. He had locked himself in there, and is now telling my girlfriend I think my bum is better. Low move, bro.
"Yes, boo bear?" He sang
"Give me back my phone!" I yelled through the door.
"Fine! El, Lou wants to talk to you! Okay. Mkai. Byee!!" He sung. Harry came out of the bathroom, handed me the phone, and ran away before I could get my hands around his neck. Don't get me wrong, I love the dude, he's my best friend. But now El is probably mad, and I'm going to have to try to make it up to her! And as much as I love shopping, I don't exactly like getting mobbed by hundreds of girls at the mall.
"Hello, sweety?" I said, kind of scared.
"Hi Lou! How are you, love?" Her melodic voice flowed through the speaker of my iPhone.
"Alright... How are you?" I said, slowly. I thought she would be mad...?
The conversation basically consisted of her telling me about her day. I hadn't seen her in about 2 weeks, since I was in Dublin right now, and she was back in London looking after the flat. She told me how she couldn't wait for me to get home, because she missed me. An innocent little conversation turned into very... naughty ideas. God, I love this girl! I thought to myself.
"Okay love. I'll see you tomorrow. I love you!" I said before clicking the end button. We were going back to London after our show tonight, and we had a short flight back to London at 10:30 PM. I would be home before she woke up, with a boquet of flowers and a smile on my face.
"Soo, Lou. How'd THAT conversation go?" Harry said, trying to keep a straight face.
"Actually, a lot better than I thought it would go." I said, and simply walked out of the room, and went to start packing.
~~~The Next Morning~~~
It was 4 AM and I was just walking up to the front door of our flat. I slid the key into the lock effortlessly and strode into the kitchen. Wiping my shoes off and hanging my coat up, I walked into the kitchen to make a cup of tea.
Cup of tea in hand, I walked to the phone and called in for some flowers. By now it was around 5 AM, so I would probably have to pay extra to get the flowers delivered.
"Hello, Floral Arrangements. How can I help you?"
"Uh yeah hi. Do you guys deliver?"
"Yes we do, but there's an extra fee depending on how far you are from your nearest store. What can I get you?"
"Could I get a dozen red roses, please?"
"Yes you sure can. To what address, sir?"
I gave the lady my address, and waited the amount of time she told me it would take for the flowers to get here. 20 minutes later, I heard the speaker buz, so I knew they were here. I walked down the stairs and to the main door of the building to pick up the flowers. Then I payed the man, and walked upstairs to see the hallway light on. I didn't turn that light on.
"Lou?" I heard a soft voice to my left. There she was, standing there in all her glory, Coca Cola pajamas on and a sweater of mine in hand.
"Hey, love." I walked up to her, and kissed her on the lips. The roses were behind my back, so I pulled them out and gave them to her. Her face lit up, and she wrapped her arms around me. "I missed you, El."
