Louis' POV
I don't know why I found this so funny, that Zayn was bashing one of his best lads girlfriends. Maybe he was just trying to make me feel better..Maybe it was the fact that I knew they wouldn't last long that made me feel a bit better. I slumped in my stool as my eyes filled with water. I just couldn't handle this all to be honest. I put my head down in case a tear fell, so Zayn wouldn't see. He looked over at me sipping his beer. He placed his masculine hand on my back looking me in the eyes, with those big brown eyes. "Louis. It's going to be alright lad. Look at me.. I promise." he said with a facial expression I hadn't ever seen. It was very serious and trustworthy if that makes any sense. "Bartender! Another round" Zayn shouted giggling. This wasn't going to end well, I could already tell. I smiled for the first time all day besides when Niall shattered Zayn's precious little mirror. "Thanks mate." Was all I could possibly say to Zayn. "Thanks for getting me through this." I said seriously. "Well that's what buds are for, right?" He said as the bartender placed two shot's in front of us. I laughed "Yeah. That's pretty accurate" I chugged the liquor down my throat, and slammed my glass down in front of me. "Another round!" Zayn yelled again. We slammed them down once again. This must have gone on for about 3 or so hours until Zayn walked me home and just crashed there. My stomach made an awful noise as I darted out of bed and into the bathroom, only to find a curly haired boy in there. "MOVE HARRY!" I yelled pushing him out of the way. "Damn Louis! What happened to youuu?!" He laughed rubbing my back as I through up. "Well. Im not sure. Why don't you ask ZAYN." I yelled. "ZAYN! WAKE UP" I yelled wiping my mouth. "W-wh-Lou" Zayn studdered leaving my room. He smiled at me furiously staring at him "Awh. Louis has a hangover." He laughed "God. OUCH" He said holding his head. "Sucks to suck, eh!" I laughed back. "Why do I do this to myself.. Harry, got any asprin?" "Hah, yeah just a sec lad" He said running downstairs. I shook my head, and headed back to my bed. Harry came up with some asprin and Zayn swalled it down quickly, lying back down. "Thanks mate" Zayn said shutting his eyes. Harry stood like a damn model in my doorway. His hair was messy as he had just woken up, and he was in his boxers with his jack wills hoodie on. I loved that hoodie, because it always smelled so good.. Well that and the purple complemented his pale skin. "Erm.. What happened..exactly." He asked leaning against the doorway, running his fingers through his voluminous hair. "Uh..well" "Drinks! Lot's and..lots..and..lots of drinks." Zayn said sighing, and holding his head. "But I came up to check on Louis last night before I left and he was asleep?" Harry asked confused. "You came up to check on me?" I asked in a haze. "Yeah." He said in an embarassed way. "why?" I asked not sure what I was feeling. "I was worried I guess. You're never.." "He was just t- tired! Thats all. Quick powernap, you know how that goes" Zayn interupted nervously. "Yeah.. Powernap" I said rolling over. "Well we went out after that" Zayn finished. "Alright, Well sweet dreams boys" he said shutting the door. "You're welcomeeeeee" Zayn whispered from the floor. "Shutup" i laughed. "Now move over!" Zayn said as he climbed into my bed. "You owe me" He laughed rolling over. "Whatever pretty boy" I said hitting him with my pillow. I slept for about an hour or so when I was woken by an Irish boy. "LOUIS LOUIS LOUIS LOUIS LOUIS LOUIS LOUIS" He said jumping up and down on my bed as he woke Zayn and I. "WHAT" I asked. "We have a problem" He said putting his head down, running his fingers through his blonde hair. "What is it now, Niall.." I asked annoyed. "Eeeeek. Im hungry."
