loucifer ✔

twenty four

"Harry! Harry!" Louis chanted, bouncing on the man's bare chest.

"What.." He mumbled, trying to toss himself on his stomach.

"It's like, one in the afternoon and you bummed out on me!" Louis pouted.

"That's nice, baby, go back to sleep." Harry mumbled, very unaware of what was happening.

Louis sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Harry." He loudly said in the tired man's ear.

"What!"

"My ex boyfriend just called me."

Harry sat up quickly making Louis tumble back on the floor. Louis glared at him and growled a little.

"Give me your phone." Harry said sternly.

"He didn't call me, you little shit." Louis grumbled as he walked upstairs.

"Lou, whe-" Harry started

"Go the fuck back to sleep!" Louis yelled, now at the top of the stairs. He turned in circles in the hallway for a bit and knocked on the guest room door. It shouldn't even be considered as a guest room, Zayn has his own clothes in there and everything, this was legit Zayn's room.

Zayn opened the door shirtless and with a cloud of smoke dancing out of his room. Louis coughed and wiped it from his face.

"What brings you here on this rainy day, twinkie?" Zayn asked, leaning on the door frame.

"Harry's being a little shit, so I came up here to someone who isn't a little shit." Louis explained, crossing his arms. Zayn chuckled a little and Louis ducked under his arms to be hit by only more smoke.

"You are high as fuck, aren't ya?" Louis coughed, wiping his surroundings.

"No...not yet!" Zayn laughed, closing the door. Zayn sat down on a small couch across the room, he picked up the small joint on the small piece of paper and smoked it, shaping his mouth in an 'O' as it comes out the same way, Louis was fascinated, it was pretty cool. He watched Zayn do a few more smoke tricks and volunteered to smoke a joint.

"So how do I..?" He asked with furrowed eyebrows, Zayn covers Louis' hand on the joint and the smaller boy parts his lips slightly.

"Now don't swallow the smoke, you'll be coughing like your lungs are about to fall out." Zayn whispered as Louis eyed the lit joint.

"Okay.." Louis squeaked, he brought the joint up to his lips and he wrapped his mouth around it. He looked around the room and breathed it in a little, he could feel the smoke looking for an escape route, it started to burn a little, maybe he kept it in too long. Louis breathed out his nose and opened his mouth just incase it didn't want to cooperate with him. The smoke blew out his nose and his mouth, the action made him cough the rest out and he patted his chest.

"Oh my god." He coughed.

"Did you swallow it, twinkie?" Zayn asked with a smile.

"No, I breathed it out..then I coughed out the rest." Louis replied with a much more groggy voice.

"I dare you to take it all." Zayn smirked.

"For what?"

Zayn pulled out fifty pounds rolled in a black band from his pocket and laid it on the bed, "fifty pounds.."

"Hell, you're on, pretty boy." Louis challenged.

🌸.

"Dude!" Louis squealed, jumping on Zayn's bed.