Louis' POV:
It had been a rough day.... A rough week if you ask me, although the only thing that made me tear up was the 'Haylor' pictures... but I could handle that... it was obviously some sort of management PR stunt like mine and El's. But then Haz went to Taylor's hotel, AND. STAYED. THE NIGHT. We ALL know what that would mean. SEX. I mean, could it be more obvious?! what else would 18 year old boy be doing at night in his "girlfriend's" hotel?! These thoughts drove through my head like army planes, bombing my brain... and my heart. Just then a sharp knock thundered on the door of mine and Harry's flat. Who could it be? It was 11 pm.. I opened the door slowly, wiping my eyes with the sleeve of my long sleeved pajama shirt. "Hello?" I asked. "Hi!" A cheeful El chirped as she skipped into the house. I groaned. "Ugh, El, please leave, I'm depressed." I complained. El smiled. "Oh, I'm not here to bother you!" she giggled. "I'm here to cheer you up!" she smiled. I sighed and gave in. "Fine, where are we going?" I asked in a hurry, I just wanted this day to end. "We're going to a bar, " Eleanor said firmly. "So you can drink your sorrows." I laughed, "Ok, Eleanor, lead the way!" I said to my friend, wiping at my eyes once more. "Ok!" she said cheerfully, leading me to her car, "I'll drive." she said proudly. "Ok, " I smiled let's finish up this rubbish day. As she started the engine, she turned to me in the passanger seat. "So," she said. "Why is your day so horrid, and why were you crying?" My face turned red. "I was not crying!" I insisted, embarassed. "Yeah, sure, Lou." laughed El. "Anyway, why were you sooooooo down?" She asked as she drove out of the neighborhood and ontot he main street. I sighed and began the twist of tales today...
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