Cufflinks and Quiffed Hair // L.S.

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TW: Self-harm (Sorry in advance)

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*Niall's POV*

I reached Harry and my house with a cat in my hand. I saw her outside Louis' mansion, and remembered I had to get a gift for Harry. So, I picked her up. Fleas and shit will be taken care of by Harry.

I knocked on his door, and he opened the door. "Morning, Ni." He said, without opening his eyes. "Morning H, look what I got ya." He cracked open one eye and began adjusting his vision to the bright light outside.

He finally saw the cat, who was looking at Harry. His tired expression broke into a surprised face. He said, "Oh God, Niall. Is that a cat?" "Naah, it's a caterpillar." I joked. He flipped me off and reached to take the cat from my arms. The cat began meowing, while Harry fonded over it.

"Where did you get it from?" "Outside my friend's house." "Oh...What about fleas and stuff?"

"You must find out, I don't know." I said and walked into the house, to my room. I could hear Harry talk to the cat in the living room, which made me smile to myself.

My friend was happy, which made me happy.

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~Five days later~

*Louis' POV*

I was finally leaving for home from work. Everyone had left around half-an-hour ago, even Zayn, but I had stayed back to take a few extra calls.

I walked out to the gate, to wait for my chauffer to get the car. But the scene on the other side of the gate was pretty surprising.

Zayn was snogging some blonde-haired girl.

I wondered how ever on Earth do people get the courage to ask someone out, moreover to snog them. Looked like they were together, Gigi and Zayn (I still didn't know whether that girl was Gigi or not, but I knew Gigi was blond, so I hoped that girl was Gigi.)

When they finally pulled away and were staring at each other for a while, I cleared my throat loudly. Both turned to look in my direction, and Zayn looked embarrassed. I chuckled, "Nice snogging session, may I know what's the occasion?"

Zayn was too blushy-blushy, so the girl spoke, "He asked me out, not certain whether I liked him. But I do like him, so I kissed him." I nodded and asked, "I'm assuming you're Gigi?" She nodded, "Yes Mr. Tomlinson."

I said, "Please, call me Louis."

By then, my chauffer had come and was waiting for me. I bid them goodbye and went to my house.

If my best friend was happy, I was happy.

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*Louis' POV*

BREAKING NEWS!!

Well-known young businessman Mr. Harry Styles caught in scam involving millions! Mr. Styles hasn't been arrested, but his company is being shut down.

The newspaper fell from my hands to the floor.

Styles in a scam? I didn't know whether I should be happy or concerned. Happy that my biggest rival's company no longer existed; or concerned because as much as I hate to admit it, Styles wasn't someone who would be involved in a scam. Styles was, smart and sensible, not a scamster.

But I didn't want to think much about it. My rival was finally finished. I was happy, I called Zayn.

"Tommo." Zayn greeted me.