Louis' POV

“Eleanor? You ready to go?” I shout up the steps for what feels like the millionth time. She insisted on going out for dinner tonight and yet, she's still not ready.

“I'm coming, I'm coming.” She bounces down the steps in a patterned dress, tights, and black boots. “Where are we going?” She asks retrieving her coat from the closet.

“I was thinking about The Ivy.” I button my coat.

“Really? Do we have to go there?” She whines. Eleanor has been doing a lot more whining then I can stand lately.

“Well, I don't have reservations anywhere else, and it's Friday so we don't really have any other options.” I shrug. She usually always likes The Ivy, I don't know why today is any different.

“Fine.” She rolls her eyes and almost stomps out of the house.

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We are seated fairly quick and Eleanor pulls the menu out right away in front of her face, ignoring me. I roll my eyes, she hasn't spoken with me since we left the house. It's so rude.

“Good evening. My name is Bruce, I'll be your server tonight. Can I start you two off with something to drink?” He asks and I gesture to Eleanor to speak first.

“I'll just have a water, no lemon.” She doesn't even acknowledge him.

“And I'll have the same please, thank you.” Bruce leaves and I turn to Eleanor. “You know, you can be mad at me for picking this place you apparently used to love but you don't have to be mean to our server, he's done nothing to you.” Eleanor acknowledges by rolling her eyes.

“And here are your drinks. Will you be needing more time to look at the menu or have you made your choices?” He asks and Eleanor looks up.

“Actually I ordered a water with no lemon please.” She picks up her drink and hands it back to him. “I would like a new one. If I wanted lemonade I would have ordered it.” My eyes grow wide.

“Eleanor!” She's not even looking at him, not once has she looked at him. “I'm so sorry for my rude fiance.” I apologize for her and he nods his head.

“No need, my mistake.” He takes the water and heads off.

“What is your problem El?” I'm quite frankly embarrassed of her actions.

“What? I ordered a water with no lemon. He brought me a water with a lemon. Being a waiter isn't that hard.” She scoffs. I can't believe her.

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Eleanor continues her bitchy behavior the rest of our time at the restaurant and I'm still completely embarrassed. I left an extra large tip and wrote an apology to the waiter when El wasn't looking because she told me time and time again to not tip him.

None the less I escort her outside and a few fans spot me. We actually ate dinner early, its nearly five when we get out so I'm not surprised younger people are out.

“Could we please get a picture?” A young girl around the age of 15 asks. She's with a few friends, all wide eyed in shock. I'll never get used to people asking me for a picture.

“Sure, sure!” I turn to Eleanor as the girl holds out her phone. Usually El jumps right in and offers to take the picture for us but she just looks pissed. I take a few more pictures, follow them on twitter and say goodbye as I open the door for Eleanor to get in the car.

“Finally.” She scoffs at me and I just roll my eyes. “Thanks for taking so long fans!” She yells out the window.

“Eleanor!” I scold her. “I don't know where your attitude is coming from but I don't appreciate it, those fans are the reason you can have this big fancy wedding you want. So I'd rather like it if you could keep your words to yourself.” I feel like I'm talking to a child.

“Why do you care? I'll always come second to them anyway.” She mutters under her breath like I can't hear her.

“What are you talking about?” I try to look at her and concentrate on the road.

“You're always stopping to take pictures and chatting it up with them. We're out on a date Louis. You and me.” She gestures to us.

“I know it's you and me, but their my fans. They're the reason why I can do what I do. I have to make time with them too. We're kind of a package deal.” I make a face. “Why is this all the sudden a problem?”

“It's always been a problem Louis.” She states like I actually had an idea that she felt like this.

“Well, they're always going to be around. They're not going away Eleanor.” I remind her.

“I know!” She snaps at me, crosses her arms and looks away, and I'm just tired of this.

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We arrive home after our painfully silent car ride and Eleanor immediately unbuckles her seat belt and slams the door, rushing up the steps for the house. I sit in my car and think. Is this really how I want to live my life day in and day out?

I shake my head and leave the car to go inside. Once I do I see Eleanor laying on the couch with her eyes closed. She doesn't acknowledge me so I don't acknowledge her as I don't even stop to take my shoes off or coat and just start heading up the steps to our room.

I pull my bag out of the closet and start throwing things in. Socks, underwear, trousers, shirts, toothbrush, shampoo, everything I need. Zip it up, grab my cell phone charger and head back down the steps. Eleanor is still in the same spot I left her.

“I'm leaving for a few days.” I set my bag down.

“Why?” She doesn't even open her eyes.

“Because I can't stand you. You're acting like a child. And I'm quite tired of it.”

“Where are you going?” She finally opens her eyes.

“I don't know, and when I do know, I'm not telling you.” I cross my arms.

“Whatever Louis. We both know you'll come crawling back tomorrow.” She props herself up with her elbow, looking at me.

“I don't know El, your behavior tonight and for the last few months has been inexcusable and quite frankly, I'm really tired of it. Either ship up or...”

“Or what Louis?” She's now sitting up, glaring at me.

“Or we're done. Done as in, no wedding, end of relationship. Done.” I can't believe those words have left my mouth, but finally. I'm so nervous on the inside but I can't let it show.

“Okay, bye.” She waves me off. “See you tomorrow.” She lays back down on the couch obviously not caring about my threat. But I'm serious this time.

I slam the door shut and shove my bag into my car. I have no idea where I'm going. I could stay with any of the guys but Sophia will be at Liams and I don't want questions, same with Perrie and Zayn. I don't want to face Niall giving me the “I told you so” look, and I don't even know if Harry is in London, he might be in LA already. So I start up the car and start heading in her direction.

I stop at a light and pull my phone out to text her.

Can I come over?

Simple enough. I'm about a half an hour away. Traffic is still pretty light, I've been lucky lately with London, usually traffic is just atrocious.

I keep checking my phone as I'm driving. Not safe but she's not replying. I see that she's read it but I've gotten nothing in return.

Finally my phone pings and it's her. I'm so excited.

We're carving pumpkins tonight so you can if you want.

I quietly freak out in my car. I'm such a child sometimes.

Nice! I'll pick one up on the way over.

I'm actually about a block away from the supermarket so I stop in quick and grab one of the first pumpkins I see and throw it in the back rushing off to see Kate and Olivia.

Notes

Things are getting interesting! :)

Wondering if you guys wanted more stories from me in the future? I only like to do one story at a time because I have plenty of other things to do (school, soccer just to name a few) so it will be in the future and I'll have to finish this one first. So if yes, let me know who...so I can start thinking. I've already done a Liam, Harry, and of course this is a Louis story so Zayn and Niall are left. :) Let me know!

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