I ran upstairs to go call Louis. One....two....three....four rings and he picked up.

"Hello?" He sounded tired.

"Hi I got your package,"

"Really?"

"Yeah and I love it so much, and I wish I could kiss you right now-" I stopped myself before I blurted out how much I love him. "Thanks," I concluded.

"I'm glad you like it,"

"What are you doing?"

"Sitting in a parking lot at 2am,"

"Oh God, why?"

"We just got done recording. What are you doing?"

"Nothing much, I'm bored. But I would love to sit in a parking lot with you at 2am,"

He laughed, "I would love to sit anywhere with you,"

"How is the tour going?" I asked, smiling.

"Good, good," he mumbled, his thoughts somewhere else.

"Want me to let you go? You sound tired,"

"Nah, I like hearing you talk, s'really nice."

I giggled, he was delirious. "How much sleep did you get last night?"

"One hour maybe?"

"Lou, you need to sleep,"

"Did you just call me Lou?"

"Yeah," I bit my lip.

"I like it," he mumbled and I laughed.

"Please get some rest okay?"

"Okay ill call you as soon.....soon as I get up,"

"Okay," I smiled.

"Bye," he whispered.

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Every day for two months Louis sent me a letter. I got one in my mailbox each morning. They were mostly about how his day was and what he did and what reminded me of him. He tried to call me as much as he could but he managed to text me a little bit every day. I was laying in my bed watching a scary movie marathon when he called.

"Hi," I answered

"Hey," he sounded wide awake it was like 11pm in London.

"What are you thinking about,"

"You," I breathed, rolling onto my side.

"I miss you,"

"I miss you too."

"I wish you were here,"

"So do I."

I sniffled and my nose started to burn and unshed tears rimmed my eyes.

"Hey, hey don't be sad! It's okay don't.....don't cry" he whispered.

"I'm not crying," I lied

"How dumb do you think I am," he laughed and I smiled.

"I'm okay."

He sighed. "I'm not. I can't stop thinking about you and I miss you so much and I-" he stopped and I heard the pain in his voice.

LOUIS POV

I stopped myself before I told her i loved her. My feelings were really sting and I was scared that she didn't feel the same way. I wiped the tears away and locked myself in my hotel room. I was supposed to be leaving to go out with the boys soon.

"Louis?" The boys pounded at the door. "Ready to go?"

"I-I'm not feeling well, go without me," I lied. I heard their footsteps shuffle away from the door.

"You don't have to lie," Katelyn said through the phone.

"I know but I wanna keep talking to you. And anyways, I'm crying an I don't want them to see me and I don't know I just-"

"It's okay,"

"Okay," he whispered.

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It was about 9pm and I was in my room folding laundry. Rachel was at work. I set a folded shirt on my dresser when my laptop started ringing. I wrinkled my brow and saw Louis was calling me on Skype. I crawled on my bed and answered the call.

"Hi," I said.

"Hey," his face was flushed and his hair was messy. I noticed the sunlight streaming in the window behind him.

I looked at my clock and it was about nine pm. 9 weeks, 13 hours, 17 minutes and 31 seconds till Louis came home. Was it weird I was counting?

"Where are you?" I asked

"California, it's like noon here,"

"Ah, is 9pm here"

"You look gorgeous,"

"Really?" I blushed, I just threw on a tank top and my hair was a bit messy,"Thanks." I heard giggling and Louis glared at something off screen.

"Did you finish The Fault in Our Stars?"

"Yeah it was so sad!"

"I know! Did you cry? I did,"

"He did!" Niall giggled popping up on the screen behind Louis.

"He bawled for like an hour!" Harry yelled also appearing behind.

"Shut up!" He yelled pushing then away.

I laughed and covered my mouth with my hand. "It's okay, I would've thought you were a heartless jerk if you didn't cry," he smiled.

"I miss you," he said.

"I miss you too, but it's only like two months now."

"Actually it's 9weeks, 13 hours and 5 minutes."

"And I thought I was the only one counting." I giggled.

I wish I knew what went on in your mind when we talk, I thought.

"Really?"

"What?" I felt the heat rise to my cheeks. I couldn't believe I said that out loud.

"We'll I think; wow she looks beautiful, I should tell her and her hair looks great and her voice is so smooth I wish you would talk forever and I think about how lucky I am and that one time you answered the door in your underwear and the day we met and how it could have gone horribly wrong and how you always look beautiful and I'm always nervous ill say the wrong thing and you're so cute when you blush and god you are perfect and it all runs through my head a mile a minute."

I was probably smiling like an idiot.

"God, I wish I could kiss you," I sighed.

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I woke with a start. I had a steamy dream about Louis, it felt so real. I looked over on my nightstand and saw the letter from him I got this morning, I switched on my lamp and re-read it.

Hi. I miss you. Today I saw a bookstore and it reminded me of you. I got some books to read. While we were performing someone threw cake at Harry. It was pretty funny. And there was this girl who was flaunting her boobs at Liam at a meet and greet and he was so embarrassed. It's really cold but I guess it is January. I wish I was there to keep you warm. Tell Rachel that Zayn sad hi. I wrote a song for you and can't wait to sing it for you when we get back.

Stay Warm,

Louis

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The next couple days I moped around and cried. Louis was very busy flying and performing. Rachel took me out to a movie and Kelsie came over and we flipped through magazines and watched chick flicks. Rachel missed Zayn too. I could tell even though she tried to hide it. They had something going on.

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The next few days I was recording and mixing tracks. I submitted some songs I edited.

LOUIS POV

We were taking a intermission and all of us were in the dressing room and I was texting Katelyn. I was smiling at something she said.

"Right Louis?" Liam asked.

I put my phone down. "What?"

"He was too busy texting his GIRLFRIEND to know what we were talking about," Harry rolled his eyes. I glared at him.

"Shut up. And anyways she's not my girlfriend," I mumbled. I would love it if she was but I never asked her and we never really "defined the relationship".

"Oh whatever, you know you're in LOOOOOOOOOVE," Niall mocked.

My phone dinged and I got a new message from Katelyn and I smiled.

"Point proven," Zayn laughed.