Your Guardian Angel

 It was just another normal day. And just like all the other normal days, this day seemed to drag on forever. Louis sighed in relief once the last tacky customer of the little clothing store he worked at left, several bags in her hands.

 " Well, I guess that's all. Will you lock up?" Louis' boss, Taylor asked. Louis looked at Taylor, who was giving him a death glare. Louis rolled his eye, and mumbled a 'yes', and looked back down at the Vogue magazine he was reading. I heard a humf, and the sound of clacking heels storming a way, a clear sign his boss wasn't happy with his unenthusiastic response.

 'Stupid slut, with her bottle blond hair, which she always wears in those tacky school girl curls. And those God damn short heels. Seriously, those things are so tacky. The girl could at least fit the whore cliche by wearing higher ones,' Louis thought, making himself smirk. He closed up him magazine, and carefully put it in his bag, before grabbing his hoodie. He put it on, and hoisted his bag onto his shoulder, and walked out the front door of the store, not bothering to actually lock it. Louis hated the store, with it's tacky, slutty clothes and over priced fake jewelry. He only worked there because he was saving up enough money to open up his clothing store. Well, that and the other stores he tried to get a job at wouldn't let him work there because they thought having a gay guy there would send the wrong idea to the customers...........whatever that means. Louis kept walking through the streets, heading to his little run down apartment ont he other side of town. He get to about a block away from his house, when little droplets of water atert falling from the sky. Louis rolls his eyes, and puts up his hood, wishing that he could afford to get a car. As he walks, he notices the lights on in a little shop, with a sign that said ' Styles Bakery'. 

 'What a cute name,' Louis thought as kept walking towards his apartment building. Now soaked, all he wanted to do was get home and curl up in his room with his new The Fray album and ddrink some tea.

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Finally making to his apartment, Louis pulls his keys out of his skinny jeans pocket, which at this point was sticking to him like a second skin. He opens up the door, and walks into the warm aparment.

  " Niall! Get your ass out here!" Louis yells to his roommate, looking around the apartment that looked like a hurricane had came through it.

 The blond stumbles out of his room, bags under his eyes, reeking of scotch and sex. Louis makes a disgusted face at his friend, and rolls his eyes.

"Put some pants on mate! I don't ever want to see that side of you!" Louis exclaims, covering his eyes. Niall grabs a pair of sweatpants, and pulls them on, stumblign a little. He grunts, and Louis uncovers his eyes, glaring at him.

 " What the fuck happened to this place?" Louis said, geturing frantically to the room. There were clothes everywhere, the TV was on, playing porn no less. There were shot glasses on top of the TV, and bottles of beer everyewhere.

 " I can't remember anything mate. I remember you leaving, and then I invited Liam and Zayn over......" Niall trailed off as Louis face-palmed. Zayn has always been a partier, ever since Louis. Niall and he  were little.

" Well, you better go call Kali, you know how she gets when you don't call her when you are goign to be late for work," Louis stated, giving the boy a look of dissaproval. Kali was Niall's boss, a music player at a store called Oath. Niall taught guitar, and Kali taught flute, while Jillian, Kali's twin sister, taught Voice and music theory, although Niall hadn't seen Jillian the whole 6 months he had been working there.

" Yeah yeah yeah," Niall grumbled, walking back into his room to take a shower. Louis shook his head at his friend, and went to go take the shower he had been longing for for quite a while now.