irresistible||larry

Part 10

May 5, 9:35 pm.
One month before the collapse.

Time is a storm in which we are all lost.

An hour could feel like a minute, and a minute could feel like a year. It all depends in how you spend the time you have.

And for Louis, time shouldn't be wasted.

In his life, sleeping was something that was always kind of missing. He was used to sleep 4/5 hours per day. Which was alright, when you get use to it. But obviously, if he had the chance, he took it.

He slept so much and he was so freaking comfortable, so much that he didn't realize that 3 hours already passed. And noting good happened in those hours. Suddenly, someone was calling him, and he wasn't sure if it was in his dream or in reality, but for very personal reasons, he decided that it was his dream and kept sleeping. That, until someone started shaking him, which was rude, if you wanted his opinion. He groaned, but didn't open his eyes, that, until.

"Louis for fuck sake!"

Which kinda changed the situation.

He opened his eyes, looking at Liam over him who stopped shaking him as soon as he realized it.

"What did you say?" Louis asked, getting up from the bed, standing in front of Liam, who stared waking backwards.

"I said— L cmon, don't make a big deal out of it."

"A big deal? You are not, repeat, not allowed to say that, you get that?" Louis got closer and Liam stopped moving.

"L, cmon."

"Did you wake him or not?" Niall suddenly entered in the room. Liam and Louis quickly turned their head to him.

"Oh, am I interrupting something?" Oh my god.

"No N, of course not." He let go of Liam. "Why did you need to wake me?"

"L...he's gone"

Who's gone? Where is he gone?

"H, he left. He isn't in the house, he isn't near it. What the hell happened?" Niall asked and okay, that was quite strange.

"We— I don't know, noting happened just— he wasn't helping me, so I told him that he was—"Ohhh, right. "I told him he was useless. He looked quite depressed if I have to be honest."

"Oh my god." Liam rubbed his face with his hands.

"Z! We are going." Niall called and why won't anyone communicate with him?

"Ayooo, wha— what's the problem?" He asked.

"We're going to look for him. Now cmon, put a pair of shoes on."

Zayn arrived in the room soon after with bags. What the fuck did they need all of those stuff for. "What's that for?"

"Oh there's are camping tends, you know, just in case" Zayn shrugged.

Uh...okay?

"Wait L, are you sure you can do it? I mean- you were pretty weak so-"

"Of course I can N, I just skipped a few times of training, I can perfectly handle it, for fucks sake."

"Yeah well if you start like that..." Zayn trailed off.

"What the hell that supposed to mean?" Louis raised his voice. He was definitely not in a good mood.

"Don't know it's just— you know that you could slow all of us and we won't be able to be back anytime soon."

Why are everyone against him suddenly? Christ.