Distance Can't Change Us (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Sequel to Coincidental Meeting :) - You don't have to read the first one but it is suggested!
See what happens when Maria and Louis are miles apart. Louis is off on tour and Maria is at college studying. Will their relationship last? Read to find out.

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15. 15. Saturday Before

Five days until I get to see Louis.

Just five more days.

Luckily, today was Saturday and that meant I could catch up on a little bit of sleep and homework. Relaxation at its finest on Saturday. It was almost noon by the time I woke up because of the light streaming through the window blinds.

I rolled over to an empty room which meant that Emily and Brianna had already left for brunch. Oh well, I would probably just fix something in the room because our school really served the worst food on the weekends.

I sighed before grabbing my phone. People always seemed to amaze me because I had several missed calls, texts, and voicemails. Quickly, I found out who had called.

Missed call list:

Mom

Mom

Louis <3

Mom

Mom

Mom

Deciding to listen to my voicemails first was a good idea. There were only two of them and maybe they could prevent me from calling my mom back. The first one was from Louis though.

Hey love. I guess you are still asleep. It’s okay. We are up early doing some recording this morning. I am still half asleep but just text me whenever you get up. I may still be recording or who knows what else we could be doing. Love you.

Smiling because I couldn’t remember the last time I was this happy. My life had never been easy and there weren’t a lot of happy memories. I clicked the designated number for the next message.

Hello my lovely daughter who never answers the phone when I call. I will be down near your college today and was wondering if you wanted to grab a late lunch. I can pick you up at one-thirty. Just let me know before one.

I deleted the message before thinking about it. I probably should go see my mom because God only knows what she hears about me these days. I know what I hear and I do not like it. Plus, there are always scandals being released about how I am only dating Louis for his money.

Because that is exactly the type of person I am, not really. The endless tweets of hatred will never end and I finally decided to listen to Louis and ignore it all, well sort of.

I scrolled through the fifteen texts my mother had sent me and replied to her.

1:30 it is. I will be ready then.

Hitting send just as the door opened and Brianna and Emily popped back into the room.

“How was brunch?” I asked.

“Lovely, except no French toast sticks. Is it too much to ask to have French toast sticks?” Brianna sighed, flopping onto her bed.

“They ran out before we got there,” Emily noted. “She was very angry all through brunch.”

My friends were weird but oh how I loved them so much. You don’t always find friends like this so once you do you have to keep them around.

My phone buzzed letting me know there was a new text message. It was from Louis. I opened it almost immediately to see his smiling face. He sent me a picture of him. More than likely one of the boys had taken it of him while he was in their make-shift studio, recording for their new album.

I love you beautiful <3

Four simple words and I felt like my whole world seemed to stop for a moment. Four words that actually made me feel beautiful. Four words that seemed to always put a smile on my face.

“Maria? Maria, hello? Are you listening to me?” Brianna called from the other side of the room.

“Yup, what?” I muttered, dropping my phone off my bed. “Dammit.”

Emily walked over and handed me my phone as Brianna repeated herself to me.

“So I need to go to the mall later and get an outfit for the concert. I am going to need your help picking something out. Please,” she smiled at me.

I contemplated going because I knew that it could take hours out of my afternoon but I really did not want to do my homework anyway. I really did not have that much left to do.

“Sure,” I smiled back. “I am going to lunch with my mom in a little bit and once I get back we can head to the mall.”

“Thanks,” she skipped back from her wardrobe to her bed.

She seemed a little bit too happy for a Saturday morning.

“Why are you so happy?” I asked, confused.

“Liam planned a special date for the two of them after the concert,” Emily put extra emphasis on special and it made me laugh.

“Emily! I was going to tell her!” Brianna huffed, crossing her arms as she always did when she was angry.

Emily and I looked at each other because just the other week we had a discussion about her crossing her arms while she was angry. She tries to deny it but once again she has proven us right.

“Hey Brianna,” I tried not to laugh.

“What?” she growled.

“You are crossing your arms again,” I couldn’t take it anymore. I started laughing just as Emily did too.

Brianna looked down and muttered something. Of course I do not have super-powered hearing so I did not hear it.

“I hate you guys sometimes,” she rolled her eyes at us.

“Oh yeah you do,” I laughed, sliding off my bed onto the floor. “I have thirty minutes to get ready to meet with my lovely mother.”

“She is not that bad,” Emily commented.

“Yeah,” I said grabbing my towel and shower caddy. “She wasn’t that bad after we made up after yet another huge fight. Yeah, she wasn’t that bad before I started dating Louis. And before every time she turned around our family business was on some type of social media.”

“True,” Emily and Brianna agreed.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes,” I said walking out the door to the shower.

**

When I returned to the room Emily was sitting at her desk doing some chemistry homework and Brianna was on her bed. She was either on Tumblr or Netflix, maybe both. I didn’t even have to see her screen to know this though.

Quickly, I dressed casually because I did not really care to impress my mother on a Saturday. Blue jeans, plain black shirt, with some converses seemed like the best outfit I could come up with for myself right now. I ran the brush through my hair a few times to make myself seem like I cared.

“Well,” I looked at the time, 1:27. “I will see you guys soon. Probably sooner than you expect.”

My keys had fallen underneath my bed somehow so I reached to get them and was out the door. The staircase was empty and that was refreshing. I didn’t want to deal with social interactions right now. I had to save up all my energy to talk with my mother.

As I walked outside I began to hear chit-chat from fellow students and I rolled my eyes. I saw a girl heading into my dorm still in her party dress from last night. I shook my head and headed toward the parking lot where I would meet my mom.

I double checked the time when it rolled around to 1:33. I was getting a little concerned but then I figured my mom probably just stood me up.

Right as I was about to head back inside I saw my mom’s black van rolling up. She drove it for medical transportation and I sighed. I was kind of hoping that I could get out of this lunch. But then again I did want something that was campus food.

I opened the passenger door and swung myself into the van.

“Hello mother,” I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey baby girl,” she put the van back into drive. “Seat belt please?”

I sighed. I hated wearing my seat belt but I only wore it when she asked. After the click had sounded she took off out of the parking lot.

“Where do you want to go?” she asked me making a right onto Main Street.

“Anywhere that has decent food.”

“Like where?”

“You pick,” I mumbled, knowing this was about to be our first argument of the day.

“Just pick somewhere!” she yelled, slamming on the brakes at a red light.

“Fine,” I tried to remember what all was in this small town where my college was. “Applebee’s.”

“Okay,” she sighed and pressed the gas once the light turned green.

We rode the rest of the way in silence because we were both trying to cool down. The only downside to having a mother that is so similar to you is all the petty fights you begin to have. You fight with each other even though you hate it. You fight over why the sun is shining even though neither of you have a legit reason. I love my mom but the petty fights is what I hate about her.

She pulled into the nearly empty parking lot and I said a quick thank-you to God. Not a lot of witnesses to see the fight that was about to happen in public. I was hoping it wouldn’t but this was good. Also, I am glad that we are going to be in public. She somewhat knows how to handle herself in public. 

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