Something Great

Chapter 2 - Eleanor's POV

DISCLAIMER:

I do not support or encourage hate on Eleanor, I just simply believe that her and Louis are not in a real relationship. The way I portray her as a character was very difficult to do, so there are up and downs to her behavior in the story. I really just needed some plot/angst and this was the closest thing I could get to :)

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The plane landed safely in the London airport, and Louis and Eleanor prepared to disembark the plane.

"Remember, hold my hand only, and just a kiss on the cheek if necessary," Louis muttered to Eleanor as they headed to baggage claim.

Eleanor nodded, then slipped her hand into Louis' smaller one. She took a deep shaky breath as she spotted the paps, who promptly came running over, coming as close as they were allowed. Louis gave her hand a reassuring squeeze; he knew she got stressed when they stunted. When she was with Louis, Eleanor always felt braver. Even though she knows he doesn't love her, she is deeply in love with him. She constantly tries to sneak proper kisses into their stunts, which she knew was taking advantage of him, because he isn't allowed to pull away. She felt quite daring today, after their talk on the flight, she felt like they were closer than before, and decided to act on that.

As they walked along, the well trained pair made sure to show off their clasped hands, and Louis would occasionally bring it up to press a delicate kiss to her hand. Eleanor smiled every time he did that, enjoying the experience. She bumped their shoulders together, and Louis gave her a half-hearted smile. The smile never reached his eyes.

When they got to baggage claim, Eleanor wrapped her arms around Louis' waist, oblivious to the way he stiffened at the close contact. She rested her head on his shoulder, and Louis hesitantly patted her back. He leaned down, and Eleanor was trembling with excitement, she thought he was going to kiss her!

Instead, she was bitterly disappointed when he whispered in her ear, "Don't push it, I have a husband, remember," He then announced loudly, "Get ready to leave hon, our bags are being loaded now."

Feeling the anger boil in her stomach, she quickly grabbed his cheeks and brought her lips against his. He immediately pulled away, but not before she heard one camera click. He stepped out of her arms, looking at her coldly, then turned and walked away, wiping his lips. Eleanor gave a smug smile, then quickly followed him to the exit.

'That was for you, Harry Styles,' Eleanor thought to herself, allowing a grin to spread across her face.