Chapter Thirty Seven

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Louis' POV

First Realization: My head felt like pebbles were being thrown at it.

Second Realization: I was on the kitchen floor naked

Third Realization: I smelled like Sex

Fourth Realization: Eleanor's suitcases were gone

Fifth Realization: The bracelet I gave her was next to a glass of water next to me.

Shit.

Fuck.

What did I do?

What happened?

I remember going to the club and getting drunk. I remember some girl grinding on me. I remember kissing the girl while making eye contact with...

Oh fuck.

I messed up badly.

I came in here, cheated on Eleanor right in front of her while looking at her.

Where was she now?

I took the note that was under the medicine.

Hope you feel better :)

XO Eleanor

I was confused. She wasn't mad at me?

Still holding the note I showered and then realized the note was wet so I threw it away. Then I got dressed and left my room.

What time was it anyways?

I looked at the clock and nearly chocked. I was soooo late for Soundcheck. Paul is going to kill me.

When I got to sound check, Eleanor was practicing her song for the night. I recognized the song instantly.

"That's what's going on.

Nothin's fine I'm torn.

I'm all out of faith.

This is how I feel.

I'm cold and I am shamed

Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed

Into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see

The perfect sky is torn

You're a little late, I'm already torn"

Her eyes locked with mine as I walked in and sat in one of the chairs. I know she was singing about me.

"Good job Eleanor. You can go get ready now. Louis why are you so late?" Paul asked.

"I had a major hangover."

"So did these boys."

"Actually El came to each of our rooms to wake us up." Harry said.

"She didn't come to mine." I stated.

Harry just shrugged and got up to get ready.

I really needed to talk to her but I couldn't find her in the dressing rooms.

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"THANK YOU TOKYO!"

"WE LOVE YOU!"

"SEE YOU NEXT YEAR!"

Our tour in Japan was over and now we were heading over to the US and Canada.

"Paul. You don't understand I need my own tourbus."

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