"I was just kidding Harry," I said handing Harry his banana back. It was a normal day on tour with the boys and we were just watching some TV until my phone rang.
"Hello" I answered.
"Hello is this Louis Tomlinson?" the person speaking on the other end said
"Yes it is, how may I help you. . ."
"Well this is detective Luna." I walked over to the couch to sit down.... Detective? Why would a detective be calling me?
"Okay. . ." I answered her back
"Today Miss Eleanor Calder was found murdered in an apartment in New York." The lady speaks in a low tone. I folded my arms, my throat got dry, I had no idea... was this a dream?
"Come again" I stutter blinking rapidly as I look around my surroundings.
"Louis, your girlfriend has been murdered." I dropped the phone and tears fell down my cheeks.
I didn't know what to do but sit there letting my emotions get the best of me. This must be a joke. . . I knew she's been busy hoping she would be alright ,but dead? Oh my God.
"Lou, you alright?" Zayn walked over and asked.
I turned to him, "Do I look alright...." I stated back with my cheeks burning red.
Here I am on tour and they're telling me that my girlfriend had died. My number one supporter besides my mum.
"Alright I love you Louis!" Eleanor says cheerfully as she smiles into the camera.
I squint at the screen taking in her beauty and smile wider, "I love you too Eleanor " I say a little lower than her nice soothing voice.
"Bye," She giggles looking at her screen with her brown eyes.
"Bye," I smirk watching as my long term girlfriend exits our Skype chat.
Sighing I close my laptop and sit up in bed looking at Niall who seems to be staring.
"What?" I ask giving him a confused look.
"Nothing. . . just you two seem so close and inseparable and shit. Can't wait for the wedding." Niall jokes throwing a silk blue pillow at my face before getting up and walking over to the small kitchen in our hotel.
"Yeah," I draw out my response looking at my fuzzy socks.
I guess I will marry Eleanor, she's everything I want yet need. I love her so much that is almost hurts to say those three words. Let alone leave her be miles away whilst on tour. She may be my bride I guess. . .someday.
I sat there motionless. Who would do such a horrible ,and cruel thing? Why would Eleanor deserve something so heartless and leave this earth being murdered so unexpectedly? I may not have the answers myself ,but I am sure in hell that this person. Who killed Eleanor. Will pay.