“Hey Jude, don’t make it bad, take a sad song, and make it better-er-er” The boys and I sang in harmony. We are working on covering some of our favorite Beatles songs, and I believe it’s going fantastic.
“Stop guys, that’s a wrap for today” Said Steve from management.
“Bye guys see you tomorrow” I said to Liam, Zayn, and Niall.
“Bye mate” They all three replied in unison. I grabbed Louis’ hand and we walked to my car. I was a bit surprised and relieved that there were no fans outside the studio today, I was very tired. We hopped into my car, and took the 20 minute drive home.
Once we got there I found a note on our door reading: ‘We found you… finally! I can’t believe it! We will stop buy later so we can “talk ;)’ I wasn’t quite sure what to make of it, until I realized it was Boo Bear’s hand writing. Classic. I turned to him and he burst out laughing, not believing that I almost fell for it.
It was so unusual to hear Lou laugh lately. His usual charisma and charm had been gone since that rotten Eleanor broke up with him for some French model. It was hard on both of us, since he had lost his 2nd best friend (behind me of course) and I was beginning to lose mine. Not literally of course, he just seemed so out of it lately, very unlike him.
I know I shouldn’t have felt this way, but I was sort of glad that Eleanor had broken up with him. Not that I enjoyed seeing my Boo Bear’s heart shattered into a million pieces. I just. . . Liked the idea of having Lou all to myself.