Philophobia

2.

It feels like he had slept for centuries when he wakes up to the excessive poking on his left cheek. Louis groans loudly into his drooled pillow before reluctantly sitting up and glare at whoever woke him up from his wonderful deep slumber.

" You're late." Liam signs just as he sets his eyes on him.

Louis rolls his eyes before he gets up, flips Liam off, and goes to the bathroom to get ready.

After showering, changing into his maroon shirt and black skinny jeans, styled his hair into a messy fringe, and slipped on his VANS, Louis grabs all of his necessities, including his wallet, phone, and his vlogging camera. They head out in a Uber that Liam called for while he was in the shower.

Once settled in the Uber, Louis immediately turns on his camera because with his life you never know what can happen at any moment.

"Hello, everyone! So I'm kind of starting this video late. I mean, really late. But I have an excuse......actually no I don't. I need to quit lying. That was one of my resolutions this year and I already have failed miserably."

"He's not joking." Liam interrupts, coming into view of the lens. "Because I know for a fact that Tommo here didn't tell the whole truth when he-" Louis stops him by covering Liam's mouth with the hand that is not holding up the camera.

"Okay! Liam, that is enough! I'm lucky I stopped you there because I know you wouldn't have edited whatever you were about to say out." Louis exclaims. He pulls his hand away in disgust when Liam licks a long stripe on his hand. "You don't know where that's been." Louis sings.

"Seriously, bro." Liam deadpans while scrubbing his tongue with the red rag he keeps in his back pocket.

"Anyway, we just got some fantastic news, that I sadly cannot give out at the moment so you all are just going to have to wait for that in an upcoming video. So we decided to go on a lads night to celebrate because what else are we supposed to do." Louis explains with a shrug. "So we'll see you there, babes!" He turns off the camera and shoots Liam a grin.

"You're an idiot." Liam signs just as the driver announces that they're here and tells them the total.

Louis just quickly glances at the meter before tossing what he believes is probably more than what they owe, and stumbles out of the vehicle with Liam closely behind him.

They can hear the music pumping through the club walls before they even step inside. Louis leads Liam to the front entrance, ignoring the huge line and showing the bouncer his i.d before he lets them through.

"I still can't get over that we can just walk in instead of waiting. It's sick." Liam signs after he tapped Louis on the shoulder to get his attention.

"Me neither. Let's go get a drink! I am planning on getting absolutely smashed tonight!" Louis practically yells over the music.

Both boys weave through the many sweaty bodies grinding and dancing, Liam holding on to the hem of Louis' shirt, as they make their way towards the bar. Right when they get there they find two stools and order their usual drinks. Liam's tequila and coke and Louis' slightly harsher vodka and rum with a slight berry mix, only on nights where he knows he doesn't have to take it easy.

They both sit there and chat for a bit while they finish up the first round of drinks before Louis decides to bring out his camera.

"Liam! My boy! How are you feeling?" Louis asks Liam, yelling out the question even though they are sitting right next to each other. He'll never admit it but Louis is definitely a light weight.

"Fantastic, mate! I am ready to have some fun!" Liam yells to the camera fist pumping both hands.

Louis laughs as he turns the vlogging camera off and tucks it back into his pocket. Just as he looks up he sees a literal god. An olive skinned, dark quiffed hair, chiseled jaw kind of god. Louis pokes Liam to get his attention.