I'm having major Elounor feels recently. I don't know, I just find them cfhieoabuog so damn cute. I mean, look at the way he looks at her >> I want a relationship like theirs..I really do. So here's a cute, very fluffy Elounor one shot for all you mofos:3
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It's funny how you can meet the most amazing people over the internet. Sure, you get the creeps and perverts, but you also get the sweetest people. You'll just start talking, and then they're your best friend.
That's how it started for Louis and Eleanor. They both had twitter accounts - they may or may not have been slight fan accounts for The Script - and they just started tweeting. Little conversations every other night, became daily things and would last all night. Tweeting becoming dm'ing, twitter became facebook, facebook became phone numbers, phone numbers became nightly phone calls, phone calls became skype calls.
Their friends thought it was weird becoming so close to someone you've never met. They were worried, in case the other was some pervert. The two just shrugged it off, knowing the other wasn't. After their first skype call, it was pretty obvious the other wasn't a 40 year old virgin.
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@EleanorJCalder That was totally uncalled for...
@Louis_Tomlinson You shouldn't set yourself up. Stupid comments call for a sarcastic remark #fact
@EleanorJCalder But it wasn't that stupid!
@Louis_Tomlinson You said you'd vote to North Korea in the eurovision...EUROvision
@EleanorJCalder I wasn't thinking. I wasn't really paying attention.
@Louis_Tomlinson Nothing abnormal there then...
@EleanorJCalder Oh whatever. I got to go to my class now. I'll text you!x
@Louis_Tomlinson Have fun, sweetums! x
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To: Elle Calder
Msg: This class is going on forever! I genuinely think I'm falling asleep x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: You really should be paying attention...Isn't your exam in 3 weeks? x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Yes, yes, yes, I know, but it's hard when your lecturer looks like an umpa lumpa and doesn't even make the lesson exciting in the slightest x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: Pahahah! An umpa lumpa? Really, Lou? That's a bit mean:P x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: But it's true! He's short and chubby and he looks like he should be in Essex with the fake tan. I mean, seriously! x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: And you wonder why your friends joke about you being gay...x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Siiigghh, I know. I just realised how it sounded after I sent it...x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Hey! Almost forgot. I'm going to Manchester in a few weeks with a few friends. Maybe we can finally meet up? x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: Really? Yeah! That sounds good:) x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Great! I'll text you when I found out exactly when and shit. I gotta go, Mr Umpa Lumpa is glaring at me. Talk to you later!:) x
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To: Elle Calder
Msg: A week on Saturday, we're staying at Britannia Hotel in the centre!:) x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: Okay! I can't wait!:) There are a lot of clubs I think you'll enjoy;) x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Planning on getting me drunk so you can then finally have sex with me? x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: Damn. You figured out my plan. x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: -.- x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: See! I told you I was smart! x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: WAS being the key word here. Gotta go, dad is nagging me to clean my room and empty the dishwasher. I swear, he thinks I'm 12, not 20. See you soon:) x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Unlucky! Bye! Can't wait:) x
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The pair spent the next week as they normally do; tweeting, texting, calling and skyping. They never stopped talking, or ran out of things to talk about. Eleanor suggested places where Louis and his friends could go, as well as Louis and herself alone. It was safe to say they were both insanely hyped about the upcoming weekend.
They could finally meet! They could finally hear and see them in person. They could touch, hug, cuddle and play fight. They don't just have to settle for skype, facebook or twitter, or their phones for communication. They could actually talk and communicate in person.
To their friends, they don't understand why they're getting so excited over meeting one person, but it makes sense to them. They literally spilled everything to each other; things they daren't tell their childhood bestie. They know their turn ons and offs, their little pet peeves, their quirks, likes and dislikes; they know each other inside and out.
"Are you sure he's not some creep?" Eleanor's friend, Danielle, kept asking. Each time Eleanor would just roll her eyes, waving Danielle off, assuring her that he was no creep.
"If he's some creep, I will ring you straight up," she promised.
"Mate, she may be some crazy chick," Liam, Louis' best friend, repeated endlessly. Louis just chuckled, promising his over-protective friend that he'll be safe.
"You're coming to Manchester as well, Liam," he would reassure him. "I'll come to you if there are any issues. I promise."
Both friends just sighed, and accepted their friends promise, yet still repeated the same thing until their friend was sick to the back teeth of their protectiveness. They both knew it would pass once they met them; it would reassure them that they're the nicest person ever.
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Saturday finally came, and Louis shoved some last minute clothes in his duffel bag before running out of his flat to Liam's awaiting car. He chucked his bag in the boot, and slid into the backseat beside Niall, with Harry the other side of Niall, and Zayn in front.
"You took your time," Niall remarked, his Irish accent prominent. Louis rolled his eyes, playfully shoving his younger friend. They all just chuckled as Liam pulled out and headed onto the motorway that would take them to Manchester.
"So when are you meeting this hot chick, Lou?" Harry asked, wiggling his eyebrows at his friend. Louis just chuckled, shaking his head.
"Tonight. We're going to a club. Feel free to tag along," he replied, directing the last sentence at everyone in the car. The 4 lads let out murmurs of agreement, surprisingly dropping the subject on Eleanor quickly.
No one was quite sure what they spoke about on that journey. Sometimes they would be singing, then one of them would say something and they'd be laughing for what felt like hours. Eventually they made it to Manchester, and soon found their way to the hotel. Niall and Harry would be sharing, Liam and Zayn, leaving Louis on his own. The others thought it would be safer for their eyes and ears just in case Eleanor stopped by.
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To: Elle Calder
Msg: WE'RE HERE!x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: WOO! Danielle and I will meet you outside the hotel around 8:30?x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Yep! The guys are tagging along to x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: That's fine:) Can't wait to see you! x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: You too babe:) x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: I'ma go and start getting ready cause I need a shower. See you in a few! x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: See you soon:D x
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"Elle! C'mon! We're goin' to be late!" Danielle yelled, banging on Eleanor's door. Eleanor's eyes widened and she quickly got up from her desk and grabbed her black heels, slipping her feet in them before grabbed her clutch bag.
"Coming!" She yelled, checking her hair and outfit quickly. She was wear a tight black lacey dress going mid thigh with matching shoes. Her hair was curled slightly and she left it down. Once she decided she looked decent enough, she rushed - as fast as she could in heels - out of her bedroom and into the lounge where a rather impatient Danielle was sitting.
"About time!" Danielle glared, grabbing her out clutch bag. Eleanor gave her a sheepish grin, before making her way out of the flat, waiting in the corridor for Danielle as she locked up. "Where are we meeting this Louis then?"
"Outside Britannia Hotel," Eleanor told her with a nervous, yet giddy, smile. Danielle rolled her eyes, playfully nudging her best mate.
"Don't get too excited, Elle. I don't want you to be disappointed if he doesn't turn out to be who he said he was," Danielle said softly, concerned for her friend. Now it was Eleanor's turn to roll her eyes.
It was only about 2-3 minute walk to the hotel. They were a few minutes early, so instead of standing outside, they stood in the foyer. It wasn't long before Louis and his friends walked out of the lift. Louis was wearing dark skinny jeans, rolled up at the ankles, with a white shirt, braces and white vans. Zayn had him in a headlock, messing up his perfectly styled quiff. Eleanor couldn't help but laugh, recognising Louis' laugh.
"Zayn! Let me go! Eleanor's outside!" Louis yelled, clutching Zayn's arms and trying to push Zayn's arm away.
"Actually, I'm right here," Eleanor said once they got closer. Zayn's head snapped up towards Eleanor, along with Liam's, Niall's and Harry's. Louis slipped out of Zayn's grasped and smiled at Eleanor, running at her and giving her a hug.
"Nice to finally meet you!" Louis exclaimed, pecking Eleanor's cheek as he pulled away. Eleanor muttered 'you too' as she blushed. "This is Liam, Niall, Zayn and Harry," he said, pointing at his friends in turn as they waved slightly, "and this is Eleanor."
"Hello," Eleanor waved. "This is Danielle," she smiled, gesturing to her curly haired friend. "Shall we go?" Eleanor asked. Everyone cheered a yes, following Louis and Eleanor who had taken the lead. "So how was the journey?" Eleanor asked as they walked down the street; the only light being from the stars, moon and street lamps. They were walking very close - causing teasing from their friends behind - so their arms would brush together.
"Yeah, it was alright. Niall farted, though. Had to open the windows. It stank," Louis laughed, causing Eleanor to laugh as well, scrunching her nose up in disgust.
"Ew, that's gross. I feel sorry for you," she chuckled. Louis laughed along, smiling at how pretty he thought Eleanor looks when she laughed. Webcams really don't show a persons true beauty, and it seems that Eleanor just looks even better in person. "So how's Mr Umpa Lumpa doing?" Eleanor asked with a teasing smile.
"Still as orange as ever. Still hates me as much as I hate him," Louis told her. "How far is the club?"
"Just around this corner and up the hill a little," Eleanor told him as they neared the corner.
As they walked up the hill, they made their way down an alley to the doors of Karma nightclub. They waited in the queue, showing the bouncer their ID cards and walking into the packed club. There were about 15 people already on the dance floor, and many more scattered around the room.
"Want a drink?" Louis yelled, leaning closer to Eleanor's ear. Eleanor nodded, smiling at Louis who made his way to the bar followed by Liam and Harry. The other four made their way to the corner of the club where there was a round table. Louis and the boys returned quickly, placing down a few shots. Niall smiled.
"On the count of three," Niall said, smirking, holding his shot glass on the table. "One, two, three!"
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To: Louis Tommo
Msg: Morning sunshine! How you feeling? x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Like I've been hit by a truck. You? x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: Pretty much the same. The boys any better? Danielle won't even get out of bed x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Niall and Liam aren't hungover and are like hyperactive kids. Harry and Zayn are still asleep x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Hey, er, I was wondering if you wanted to go out today? Just you and me? If there's a park nearby, we could go there and have a picnic? x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: Like a date? x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Well, if you want. I would ask you in person but I was a bit...intoxicated last night x
To: Louis Tommo
Msg: Yeah, I would like that:) I'll swing by around 1ish? We can pop to the shops to get some food:') x
To: Elle Calder
Msg: Sounds like a plan! I'll see you then, beautiful:) x
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"How does Moses make his tea?" Louis asked, his finger entwined with Eleanor's, a Morrinson's bag in his left hand, as they walk through the park, looking for somewhere to sit down.
"I don't know," Eleanor replied, eager to hear the pun of the joke. She was wearing simple peach jeans with a floral jersey top and white vans. Louis was wearing a globe-printed top with dark blue chinos and black vans.
"Hebrews it," he laughs. Eleanor looks at him confused. "Hebrews...he brews...get it?" Louis said slowly. Eleanor shook her head. "Hebrews as the relation...he space brews, as in the thing you do," he said, his voice patronising. The confusion is wiped off Eleanor's face as she throws her head back laughing.
"That joke was awful, Lou," Eleanor giggled, gently shoving him. Soon they found a spot beneath a tree, and settled themselves there. Louis grabbed the limited food they could afford, and placed it on the grass. They bought a box of mini caramel shortbreads, strawberries, giant chocolate buttons, salt and vinegar sticks and a bottle of Dr Pepper.
"So, Miss Calder, did you have fun last night?" Louis asked, munching on a caramel shortbread. Eleanor nodded her head, biting into a strawberry.
"From what I can remember, yes," she smirked. Louis just chuckled, smiling at Eleanor. "When do you leave?"
"Monday," Louis sighed. Eleanor bit her lip. Tomorrow was Monday, meaning they would only really have today to spend together. "We could always meet up? It wasn't a long drive here. An hour, tops," Louis suggested, seeing Eleanor's face fall. Eleanor smiled, nodding.
"Definitely," she promised.
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"I've had fun this weekend," Eleanor smiled, sitting on the hotel as Louis gathered his final few belongings. Louis grinned, nodding.
"Me too. I'm definitely going to come back here. More places to go!" Louis cheered. Eleanor chuckled, standing up to give Louis a cuddle. She wasn't sure why she suddenly hugged him, but she felt the need to. Louis smiled as he felt Eleanor wrap her arms around her waist, and he immediately wrapped his around her shoulders.
"I'll miss you," she mumbled.
"I'll miss you too. But we have our phones and skype to keep in touch," Louis reminded her. Eleanor nodded, pulling back but not releasing her arms. She looked up into Louis' eyes, taking in the luscious colour blue.
They were sure what happened, but one minute they were staring, the next Eleanor was on her back on the bed with Louis hovering over her. It wasn't exactly a heated kiss, but it was deep and intense. Their lips fit together like a two set puzzle piece. The softness of Eleanor's lips mixed with Louis' rough ones, creating the perfect mould.
Like they were meant to be.
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It's funny how people can go from strangers, to best friends, to lovers, especially if they met online. People call them soulmates, maybe fate or perhaps destiny, either way they were meant to be.