Catch Him In A Good Mood - Chapter 1

Zayn sat at his kitchen table. He was alone at the table, his fiance of three years was upstairs sleeping. He was diligently working in a notebook. He was writing. He was writing a novel, he never let anyone read it or know what it was about, except for Louis. His fiance we mentioned earlier. He was basically the only one Zayn trusted and loved with his whole heart. Except his other best friends Niall, Harry and Liam. But Zayn was writing away when he heard something stomp down the stairs. Each loud BANG on the stairs echoed throughout the whole entire house. He knew it was Louis. Not only because they were the only two in the house, but because Louis had been inexplicably angry nowadays. Zayn had to wonder some times what made him so angry. Was it him? Did he do something to make Louis so angry at everything all the time? Zayn didn't recall doing anything that might of caused Louis's mood swings. Louis would be angry at one point, then turn around and be sad and clingy. Zayn loved the clingy part, his fiance clinging onto him for dear life, wanting to be with him every second of the day, but the angry part was just horrible. So was the sad part when he cried but didn't talk to anyone about it. Louis finally reached the bottom of the stairs and looked angry as ever. He looked as if steam would release from his nose and ears at any second. Or as if he would start to scream and lash out at anyone who tried to talk to him. Zayn took this into consideration, but wanted to talk to his love. "G-Good morning Lou." Zayn muttered, looking down at his paper. Louis only looked his direction and blew air out of his nostrils loudly. "What's so good about it?" Louis asked defiantly.Zayn gulped. He wanted to answer without making Louis more mad than he was. "Um. You woke up this morning, yeah that's a good thing. You're alive and breathing. The sun came up this morning. You've got a fiance who loves you, sitting at the table with you. Those are some good things." Zayn looked at him, as he pulled up a chair and slumped in it, laying his head down on the table. "Yeah, those are some good things. But, my head hurts, I'm hungry as ever, my body aches and the sun is hurting my eyes through the window. Those are some bad things." Louis grunted, not looking at Zayn. Louis slammed his elbow on the table and slumped his head into his hand, looking out into the distance. Zayn sighed lowly. It seemed that ever since that one night they spent together, alone in their house, Louis hadn;t been the same. That night was almost a month ago, why is it changing him so drastically? Zayn tried to calculate all they did that one night to try to find an answer to why Louis was acting the way he was. All Zayn could remember was-- they had sex.