Medicine

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The next day, Louis is struggling to get up. He has a major headache, and his ass still hurts from the night before. He lays on his bed replaying his night with Harry in his head. He smiles, he can't stop thinking about Harry. No matter how many times he tries to get Harry out of his head he can't, Louis is in love with him. Louis knows he has to go back to the club to see Harry, he wants to spend every night with him. The suit, Louis still has Harry's suit. That is a perfect excuse to go back to the club. He will go to the club to give Harry back his Gucci suit and they can go into the VIP room again and do exactly what they did the night before. It was a perfect idea. Louis laid on his bed smiling knowing he would get to see Harry again. He closes his eyes and dreams of Harry from the night before.

"Wake up mate! We're going to be late for our shift!" Niall yells shaking Louis's sleepy body.

"What the fuck mate! What is wrong with you? Why do you seriously have to be a dick sometimes?" Louis says sitting up then laying back down.

"Don't you dare lay back down; Gerald is going to be pissed if we are late to our shift again."

Louis sits up, flips off Niall, and lays back down on his bed.

"I didn't want to have to this but looks like you gave me no choice."

Niall takes Louis's legs and pulls him off the bed. Louis lands on the floor on his ass, his eyes open wide, and he holds in the tears. Louis's ass hurt badly before but now the pain was scorching.

"Fuck mate! that hurt!" Louis says in agony

"You gave me no choice, I had to get you up. We leave in twenty minutes, get dressed. I'll be in the car, hurry up!"

Niall leaves, he is all dressed and ready. He is just waiting on the tired Louis. Louis gets up from the floor slowly because his whole-body aches. He goes to his dresser, takes out one of his trainers and a white t-shirt that says Gerald's Mart in blue writing on the chest. Louis puts on the trainers, his shirt, and his black Vans. He goes into the bathroom and attempts to fix his hair that is sticking up all over the place. He stares at himself in the mirror he can see the bruises from Harry's love bites on his neck. He lifts up his shirt and has a huge bruise on his stomach where Harry left that painful love bite. He fixes his hair some more, puts on deodorant, and cologne. He looks at himself in the mirror one more time and realizes he still looks rough. So, he goes back to his room and throws a hat on to cover up his messy hair. He leaves the room going to the kitchen. He grabs his name tag off the counter and Niall's because Niall had forgotten his. He leaves the apartment building, goes to Niall's car, and gets in the passenger seat. Niall takes off turning up the radio.

"You forgot something mate," Louis hands Niall his name tag. "You're welcome."

"Thank you."

Niall arrives at Gerald's Mart and parks at the back parking lot. They get out of the car and walk to the front of the old small brick building. The building is not structurally sound and violates many violations. They go inside the building, at the front counter sat a sixty-year-old man with dark hair, a beard and a mustache. He is smoking a cigarette, that is Gerald the owner of the store and their boss. The store smelt of liquor and cigarette smoke considering Gerald was a heavy smoker and an alcoholic. Gerald was the only person who would hire Louis. Louis had a really bad track record when it came to responsibility. But Gerald had a lot of hope in Louis.

"You two boys are late again!" Gerald says with his cigarette in his hand.

"Sorry Gerald, it won't happen again. We had a rough night last night," Louis said

"It better not, I don't care if you have a rough night, you boys show up here on time. Lewis, you get cash register. Neil, you are in charge of stocking the store and the food. I am leaving I got to get ready for my Tinder date I will be back at the end of your shift you two better behave. Or else I'll fire both of you. Clean the store will ya the inspector should be coming soon and I'm pretty sure I saw some mold in the slushie machine. Your break time slots are on the bulletin board in the break room."