-Before the gig-
I’d just got back to Paul’s cottage, taken off my shirt and changed from my jeans to my ‘pyjama’ bottoms when there was a knock at the front door. With no shirt in sight I went as I was and answered it. Opening the door with caution the first thing I noticed out the corner of my eye was a black Porsche that I knew all too well sitting in the driveway. When I opened the door fully there stood Louis, small suitcase behind him and with a smile on his face.
“Alright mate? Surprise!” he said with a lot of enthusiasm.

“Hey Lou! Come in. What are you doing down here? I thought you weren’t coming until Monday?” I have him a quick hug as he walked in and then shut the door behind him. I defiantly wasn’t complaining, it was great to see him.

“Yeah well, I was bored at home, the flat is empty without you and I could do with an adventure! And I’m fed up with ordering pizza Harry, I need your cooking to survive.”
I laughed at him. He really needed to learn how to cook. I made him a big mug of Yorkshire tea - yes, he brought tea bags, and went to sit in the living room with him. We chatted for what felt like 15 minutes but when I looked at the clock nearly and hour and a half had passed. I really had missed him. It’s funny how when you spend everyday with someone, you have so much to catch up on if you don’t see then for three or four days at a time.

“So.” Louis began. “Have you thought much about Victoria being out here? I don’t think Hayden is too impressed having her around this week.” Victoria being my ex.

“To be honest Louis, no I haven’t. Well not until now” He had to bring it up didn’t he. I sighed. “I, I miss her man.” it was the truth, I kind of did. You just don’t forget people that quickly after a year long relationship. I loved her. Thinking about this I could feel my eyes welling up and then a tear fall down my cheek.

“Shit. I’m sorry I brought it up Harry. Look cry if you need to. I know you loved her, but it was for the best. She didn’t trust you, and what a relationship without trust eh?” that’s what Alyssa had said this morning I thought, remembering her for a second. “Plenty more fish in the sea! You’ll move on”
Louis could be really good with stuff like this. As jokey and funny as he his, if you’re down and need someone to listen, he’s there in a heartbeat. I felt another tear fall and reached for a tissue from the square box on the table. Wiping my eyes and flipping back my hair Louis continued.
“We need to get you out! I saw a flyer for a gig tonight at this place called Waterfront. I’ll get changed, you find some clothes and we’ll go now, grab a McDonalds and try and find this place. Find our first adventure eh?” I nodded in agreement and did as I was told. I ran up the stairs showing Louis the spare room on the way down the hall and went to pick out a plain white tee, some black skinny jeans (but not too skinny) and red converse I think I may have ‘borrowed’ from Liam. He’ll find out when I give them back.
I met Louis downstairs, locked up and we headed for the nearest bus stop - the one I had taken just this morning, to make our way into the city centre. Everything was pretty easy to find. After the McDonald’s which we found in a shopping mall, once we were headed in the right direction it was all pretty well sign posted.
We paid our entrance fee, fastened our wristbands and headed in hoping that this wasn’t the scene for many of our screaming fans so that we could for once go out without being mobbed.

-After the gig-
The crowd was starting to disperse and thin out as everyone left after the last bands set had finished. It still didn’t seem to make it any easier to find Louis. Where the hell had he gone? I only had ten minutes before I had to back and meet Alyssa. We’d had a great night, and I loved that she was just a normal girl. I started to think I was being a bit too full on, holding her hand, hugging her, asking her to dance, but she seemed to go with it happily. I really like her and I NEEDED to find Louis if I was ever going to get out to talk to her again when I said I’d meet her.
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice “Thanks girls! Nice to meet you” it was Louis. He had just posed for a photo with three girls, pointing at the camera, drink in hand. Yes, he had definatly had a few drinks while he wasn’t with me. The girls went off giggling as I approached him laughing.
“Fun night Lou?” I asked him.

“Yes! Great night, good music, good drinks, good girls, it’s all good man. Hey where’s your friend? Lucy was it? Lola? No, Alice?”

“Lyss, it’s short for Alyssa” I corrected him. “I have to go back out and meet her in a few minutes, I want to give her my number and maybe get her to show us around later in the week. I just wanted to make sure you are okay, since I haven’t seen you all night, and to tell you I’ve booked a taxi for 10:45 outside, so be there ok?” I don’t know how much he’d taken in.

“Yeah that’s fine” he smiled. It was easier just to leave him to his own devices,
I knew he wouldn’t miss the lift him, so I left him to it and headed for the door at the front so i could walk round to the side to meet Lyss. I barely made it five feet and two girls came running up to me asking for photos, I obliged obviously, thanked them and continued walking.
Walking out into the cool summers evening I put on my jacket I’d collected from behind the bar where I’d left it and went to turn the corner. Before I made it that far I noticed a girl, sitting on the grass up against the wall, her shoes by her side. It was Lyss and she was shaking in floods of tears, crying into her hands. She had a lot of crying going on today. I’m awful when girls cry, I hate it, it makes me uncomfortable and I never know what to do. I wasn’t about to just leave her there though. I walked over but she didn’t look up, so I slid down the wall and sat beside her. I slipped my arm around her back and whispered “Hey, come here. It’s okay” and pulled her towards me. I just sat hugging her and rocking back and forth as she cried into my chest.