The end of all this came suddenly and unexpectedly one night in the form of a phone call, and it took me every bit of a year to truly grasp that Larry had been killed. This is my time to do nothing.Īfter taking a breather, Louis pushes himself out from his table and heads back up to the hotel room for a nap. I have two weeks off, fuck it, I’ll go back to the gym when all of management and the boys are back. On his fifth morning of sitting at his hidden table and gorging on the abundant selection of food, he thinks to himself Walking past that restaurant every morning, afternoon and evening proves too tempting. This is a promise that Louis makes each day and doesn’t fulfil. He can see the shadowed outline of his belly button.Īs Louis breathes in, he find his lungs struggling to fill as his stomach is taking up so much room. He unzips his hoodie, the white t-shirt below is tight around his full stomach. He wipes at his mouth to get away can crumbs and ketchup that is left lingering. He has consumed more food than he thought humanly possible. It is hard work but he enjoys it, and he some how manages to finish his second plate. then methodically chewing each mouth full. He repeats as he did when he first entered the restaurant, stacking his plate high.Įach bite full takes more effort on his second round, pushing the food into his mouth. He might very well be full, but sitting in the restaurant with the smell of bacon all around him is too much. He really should be keeping to their dietary sanctions on his time off, but no one is scrutinising his every move… Usually, the bands management keep a strict eye and strict rules about what the boys can he. It is a luxury being able to eat what he wants and how much of it he feels like. ![]() He rubs his tummy, it is bloated and full. ![]() He leans back in his dining chair that is hidden by the half wall and indoor plant and belches under his breath. After fifteen minutes he has cleared his plate. Bacon, of course, eggs, pancakes, and a great dollop of ketchup on the side. Grabbing a plate at the beginning of the buffet, Louis piles on whatever he can see. It was too early for that kind of attention. The last thing he wants is a fan girl recognising him, screaming and drawing attention to him. Louis spots an empty table in the back, where he will be well hidden behind a half wall and an indoor plant. His stomach shoots another pang of hunger through his abdomen as though demanding he hurry up. Inside the restaurant, the smell of bacon intensifies greatly. Shooting a glance in the direction of the gym, then towards the breakfast restaurant, he gives in to the visceral urge and follows the scent of bacon. His brain registers the aroma and immediately signals to his stomach.Ī pang of hunger shoots through his abdomen. Little point in that if he was going to sweat it out in the gym.Īs he races across the hotel lobby, the unmistakable and irresistible scent of cooked bacon fills his nostrils. ![]() He walks across the polished marble floors quickly in what he thinks is the right direction, praying no one recognises him. Sneaking out from under management’s noses, wearing a thick grey hoodie and dark sunglasses, Louis heads down into the hotel lobby, disguised and intent on finding the gym. And in that time he planned to do nothing. Louis however stayed at the hotel were the boys would rendezvous in two weeks to resume their world tour. Two weeks of complete freedom…The other four headed out to their own individual destinations across the country. There was little respite either when they were not on stage, the boys’ days were filled with doing interviews, promos and the usual PR stuff that any celebrity must undertake. It was fun but gruelling going up on stage virtually every night, every week. ![]() A break in the tour was exactly what Louis and all the boys needed.
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