"Zayn", I whispered after I had left the shore again and walked back up to them. Perrie was still standing down by the beach, thinking about the sentences she would use to explain it all to Zayn. "I know what's up with Perrie." "You do?" he asked me with big eyes. I nodded. " What is it?" For a moment I thought about what would be the smartest thing to do now. To let Perrie, who was slowly approaching me, Zayn and Louis, tell him herself, or to come clean with the truth? Or to tell him a completely different reason. But we couldn't hide it from him forever either. Once again I listened to my gut. Just like the first day, when Gemma had already given up on me.

"Zayn, Louis," I whispered even more softly now and the three of us squeezed even closer together. After all, the whole surrounding area didn't really need to know what was going on with a certain Perrie edwards. "So I went to Perrie, she was totally upset and explained everything to me. She....", I told and stopped when I felt a hand on my right shoulder that gave me goose bumps for a moment. "El," I heard the voice behind me say, "let me explain it to him myself." It was Perrie. All I wanted to do was lighten her load and she could have left it to me to bring this heavy message to them. I made room and she was now standing between Zayn and me. Across from Louis.

"You don't have to. I can really tell them if it would make it easier for you." "El." "Yeah? "I really want to tell him in person." "Hmm. Okay," I mumbled, and I couldn't help but notice the look on Perrie's face from Zayn and Louis. While Louis only gazed at her with still angry eyes, worries loomed on Zayn. Why couldn't my boyfriend be like that too? So empathetic, concerned.... But all that came from him now was the cracking of fingers. "Louis", I warned him and put on a despair look. I had lost hope that he would ever accept Perrie's forgiveness again. "Let her talk," I said and turned my eyes back to Zayn's fiancée. More likely on her stomach. And when I looked at it from the side, I noticed how it was already bulging slightly to the outside and the dress was trying to hide this.

"El, could you please leave for a moment?" Perrie finally asked me. Somewhat surprised, I shrugged my shoulders and moved away. Louis followed me. "Did she also chase you away?", I asked him as we let ourselves fall on the sofa in the flat. "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't be here." " I guess you're right." "Will you tell me what's wrong with her?" I thought for a moment, "If you continue to be so aggressive with her, I won't," I finally replied. "I promise you, I won't." "Honestly?" "Yes." "Give me one reason why I should believe you now." "Because I love you."

"All right," I said and decided to tell the truth, "Perrie is pregnant." "What?" Louis seemed even more surprised than I was myself. "You heard me," I replied. "But what does that have to do with her attitude?" "As mean as it sounds, I think the baby would ruin Perrie's and Zayn's career, and for all I knew they hadn't thought about having children for years. And now it had just happened and Perrie couldn't handle it, she was just afraid that Zayn would see it as bad as she did and so she let her frustration out on me... And oh yeah, probably the baby had been why she had almost killed me underwater by distraction, so she was even more depressed now than usual. And she just needs me now very much," I put my thoughts, which were burned into my brain, into words.

"She was distracted?', came the doubtful question from Louis. He didn't seem at all interested in Perry's pregnancy. "Yes, and don't forget, you will forgive her," I reminded him of the promise he had made me no more than three minutes earlier. "Yes...." "And I'm going to take a shower," I answered quickly and disappeared into the bathroom. For the second time that day. I was glad to get rid of the oppressive feeling of not being myself when I hid the wig in the laundry again.

Half an hour later I was ready, the hairstyle sat perfectly again and my heart was again beating for Eleanor's life. I knew that everything I did would influence Eleanor's future. All I had to do was remove the wig and I would be a normal, different person who had nothing to do with her. But I wanted to live Eleanor's life as she would probably have lived it herself. Good.

I came out of the narrow bathroom and found that Louis was no longer here. I shook my head with a sigh, he must have broken his promise and was outside having an eager discussion. Wrapped in only a bath towel, I stood on the balcony and enjoyed the Greek evening sun, which lulled me completely into its warmth. Here on the first floor I had a perfect view of the sea. And Zayn and Perrie, who had sat down together at the curb. Perrie had put her head on Zayn's shoulder. I couldn't hear a word, couldn't see a single movement. They probably needed time to think.

I stood there, leaning against the railing and enjoying the summer breeze, relieved that Zayn and Perrie had talked it through. At least it seemed that way. So where was Louis? I had no idea, probably with the other boys. Talking about Perrie. I mumbled. I hated it when people talked about someone behind their back.

At that moment I was hugged. From behind. Totally unexpected. At first I scared a little at first, but then I noticed that it was only Louis. "Where have you been?" I asked him. "I was here all the time." "I didn't see you at all," I replied, turning my head towards him and looking at him in surprise. "You haven't seen me? You just walked past me, Smarty Pants", he explained to me laughing. " And where did I walk past you? "I was in the kitchen eating a carrot." That's right, I had walked past the kitchen without looking. But carrots? Kate had already told me Louis had a thing for them, but I'd already erased that from my mind.

At that moment I saw Perrie and Zayn get up and move towards the front door. Hand in hand. "I'm so glad he forgave her," I whispered, and I could literally feel the relief. "What did he say to it?" "I didn't understand a word, if they were saying anything," I admitted and at that moment I heard the door on the floor below us close. Zayn and Perrie's flat.

"Maybe I should go and get changed too," I said embarrassed. I hoped that not some passer-by had taken a photo of me as Eleanor standing on the balcony only in a bath towel. That would be rather embarrassing. I was just wearing fresh underwear when Louis came into the bedroom. Oh, how uncomfortable that made me feel." Shoo, shoo," I tried to chase him out of the room.

"I've seen you in underwear before, you know," Louis whispered. I didn't know why he didn't speak normally loud. I was sitting on the edge of the bed to put on a pair of tights, when suddenly Louis came up to me and pressed me onto the mattress. He was lying right above me, his hair falling into his face.

I blinked. Bed - bra - boy and girl - one above the other.... So I realized a lot. But I knew that I couldn't just get up and walk away now. Otherwise he would realize that I wasn't Eleanor and I would have to listen to all those accusations again that I had done something to Eleanor or wanted to take Louis away from her and all that shit.

The only thing I could do was to hope that things wouldn't turn out the way they appeared to, because sleeping with Louis Tomlinson was something I had never really intended to do.