Okay Again

part 2

Late that night after you arrived home you immediatly fell asleep. Your eyes closed and your mind turned off almost completely. Except for the thought of the boys his face lingered in your memory along with the blood that had covered his hands there was any use wondering and worrying for him, you quickly reminded yourself.

In the morning you awoke to coffee on the table and Zayn turning hunched over the table. he seemed to be ingrossed in some type of letter that was sitting before him on the beat up plastic table. Hearing your footsteps he turned yawning you nodded at him.

"Morning" you said the words slurring from your tired state.

"Harry, we have a little issue" Concerened you walked over peeking over Zayn's shoulder

"We have to put money down for the apartment andI really don't think either of us have this much"

"We really need to pay more money for this piece of shit?" The apartment was small the kitchen had stone counter tops that were breaking in numerous places. The couch had holes and the T.V. worked on good nights. They were going to pay more for this? "Ill get another job." you sighed "I can call down stairs and see if I can work for the pub." 

Zayn still looked completely wrecked. "Harry..." he mumbled "We need five thousand by Monday" 

With that you pulled a bottle of vodka from the cupboard opening it you took five large swigs. "One for every thousand" You gave Zayn a goofy smirk.

*Later that night*

You layed across the couch the effects of the vodka had worn off now and you were completely bored. And not to mention extremely worried. There was no way you could get the money by the end of the week and you couldn't ask the school for a raise because the students were on break for the rest of the month. But, it didnt really give you any place to go. If you lost the apartment you might end up like the boy on the street tired, hurt and from what you had assumed homeless.

Remembering that boy whom you had felt a strong worry for you stood. Walking hurriedly out of the apartment down the stairs to the park. The park was quick except for your quick foot steps on the ground. Looking towards the bench where he had sat last night looked completely empty. Still there was a little hope he could do some good for the guy after he had been sitting in the cold. 

Approaching the bench you saw nothing. Then you looked over the edge and there the man was laying on the hard wood of the bench covering himself with what looked like a coat. His eyes were open and his body was shivering. "I thought you said your friend was coming."

He sat up shocked. "Um yea," he pulled out his phone "He said hed be here last night but he got in a bit of an accident taking the toll down here"

"Oh im sorry. Did he say when hed be able to pick you up?" the boy shook his head "Im harry. I live down in those apartments." He pointed "I dont have a criminal record, um I havent killed anyone except for my roomate"

The boy backed away "My roommate's hamster, on accident, poor guy." you clarified.

"Im Louis" He walked up to you again. "If that was an invitation to come sleep at your place ill take it" You nodded walking down the path turning eery once in a while just to make sure Louis was following you. 

AN: So im still working on the description but if you've read this far thank you haha :) if you wanted to follow me on instagram that'd be cool im @LOUIS_TOMINSON