Drunkenly Famous Mistake {L.S}

Bad day

Louis pov's

I had just finished working on a photo shoot with 1883 magazine and it was awful! Sure the pictures looked great and all but the manager of this magazine was a prick that's it. Just as I was just entering the garage my phone went off.

Entering call from Zayn it said. Of course, I pick it up.

"Why are you phoning me," I say irritated I just wanted to go home and have a nice huge from my Hazza.

"Hello to you too Louis, how am I oh I'm great thanks for asking bitch."

"I am not in the mood right now Z," I say pissed.

"Why? Did you have a bad day? Did you argue with Harry? Oh my god, you did didn't you?!" Even if I'm in a bad mood I chuckle a bit.

"No Zayn we certainly did not argue. I just had a bad day at work, a bad manager for a shot that's all."

"Oh, do you wanna talk about it?" He asks me nicely.

"Nah, I was just parking my car. So why did you call?" I ask him again.

"Oh yeah right sorry. I thought of going out tonight with the lads since it's Friday, but after what you just told me I reckon you'll wanna sleep or get Harry for yourself right?"

"Yeah sorry Z, next Friday I promise we will go out, all five of us okay?"

"Yep no problem, so I guess I'm going to take Perry for a date then" Oh yes perry they had been dating for three years now, they actually make a cute couple (not as cute as Haz and I), She's a singer for a group called Little Mix, I like her she's very nice.

"Yes do that so after you can get it" I tease him. I know he hates talking about his sex life.

"Uh yeah. Bye! Love you"

Before I can reply he hangs up. Well, I guess he really hates when I make sexual jokes.

I start to walk out of the lift to put my key in the door when its swings open and suddenly I have a koala on me.

"Hey Haz, you know you are heavier than me and I don't go as often as you to the gym so you are crushing me right now," I say already out of breath.

"Right sorry, so Zayn just texted me and said you were in a bad mood? Because of a prick who was at your shot?" He says whilst letting go of me.

"yeah, the manager of the magazine was saying things like I can't do my job properly, why are you doing that with your hand. I swear Haz, I was looking at Liam and I almost got up from my chair and punch the guy in the balls."

"Prick. I hate when people do that. It's our job I think we know that better than a magazine manager! Pisses me off. Anyways, the photos, do they look good?"

"Yeah, they look bomb. They really do, especially the one for the cover, I'm sat on a chair painted in gold, I just have a simple denim jacket and a black t-shirt underneath, but the best part is the light! They are pink and blue, like in Euphoria." I say excited, 'cause I really am. Who can blame me though? No one I know. Wow, I really need to stop doing monologues in my head.