~The One That Got Away~

The start of the end

Zayn and Louis have been living in the same apartment for 2 years already, and couldn't be any happier about it.

They were always best friends from the beginning, being by each other sides when ever one needed the other.

They're friend ship was amazing and Louis wouldn't change it for the world.

The five boys were out at the mall, looking around, shopping, and eating. Altogether having a great time.

Out of the blue, they were suddenly having a conversation about the future, which leaded to Louis and Harry being married, and then led to the two boys having kids.

Hm.

"For fucks sake, just have a baby already, I call dips to be the god father, so suck it bitches" Zayn spoke, sticking his tongue out at Niall who pouted like a child.

"That is notttt fair, I wanted to be the god father!" Niall complained.

And that led to the three boys arguing against each other, Liam saying he's more mature and Zayn saying He's Louis' best friend and then with Niall saying he's better with kids.

Both Harry and Louis sighed, looking at each other and shaking they're heads.

"At this point, me and Harry don't even need kids, we have three toddlers arguing like idiots 24/7 already." Louis groaned.

"Wait what? You guys already have kids?! Where!" Niall gasped.

"You 3 idiots, who else?!" Louis exclaimed.

The three men pouted, looking down at the floor as if Louis was scolding them like a mother.

"And goodness, if Harry and I ever have kids, all three of you can be the god fathers, not that hard." Louis spoke, letting out a big sigh.

Liam, Zayn and Niall all cheered before getting back to the shopping.

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Been a week or two since they've been out with the boys but a phone call here and then was enough to satisfy each of them.

Zayn and Louis had just finished breakfast and couldn't stop giggling every other second and a random conversation which was far from funny.

Louis loved Zayn so much it was ridiculous, he loved They're friendship so much that he would be ready to anything to have it back.

Zayn was the best thing that happened to him and It was the Same for Zayn.

But today it was.. weird. Something was wrong and Louis didn't know what to think.

After breakfast Zayn had went out to a club or something; he didn't clarify, but Louis didn't question it much, just gave Zayn a quick hug goodbye and went to watch a movie.

At around 8:32pm Zayn returned home and Louis shrieked at the large bang that came from the front door.

He speed walked out of his room to the door quickly opened it to reveal Zayn, drunk out of his mind, his eyes hooded and he reeked of alcohol.

"Zayn what the fuck! What were you thinking" Louis panicked, pulling Zayn inside and closing the door.

Louis laid Zayn on the couch where The brown eyes boy mumbled something under his breath and put an arm over his eyes.

"Zayn, where were you! Is this why you didn't answer my calls? Oh my god how did you drive home!" Louis questioned, concern flowing through his words.

"Louis shut up! I don't need this right now so fucking get out!" Zayn Shouted at Louis, stepping up from the couch.

"zayn.." Louis spoke in a small voice, his eyes now getting teary.

He hated when Zayn got drunk.

Hated.

He was always worried about Zayn's health over anything else and Zayn promised he would never get too drunk because he 'didn't need Louis to worry about him'.

He broke the promise.

"You know what?! I'm fucking tired of your bull shit, always bossing me around, go fucking die somewhere you fucking bitch, your the last thing I need to face right now" Zayn seethed and for the first time in 13 years, Louis saw his eyes filled with hatred against him.

"Where do I.." Louis was about to speak but Zayn cut him off, "get. Out. And by out I mean out of this fucking apartment" The drunk boy growled.

Louis' bottom lip quivered as he was about to let it all out.

His heart was breaking and he couldn't help but let the tears slip down his face.

"Zayn it's raining out side, I can't possibly just sleep on the streets.." The shorter boy pleaded.

"Look at me in the eyes and tell me I give a fuck. Get out now or I swear Louis I won't hesitate... you know what?!"

Suddenly Louis was grabbed by his forearm and dragged to the front door.

The door was swung open and Zayn roughly pushed Louis out making the boy land on his bum and looking up at Zayn with wide eyes.

"And if you fucking dare to come back I swear you will regret it." Zayn warned with dark eyes before shutting the door tightly.

And there Louis was, left all alone outside the door, crying his heart out.

A few minutes passed and Louis knew he had no choice. He was terrified, his heart was racing and his mind was running.

He didn't know what was left.

Nothing.

He shakily got up, looking at the door one last time before turning around and walking away.

He had nowhere to go, it's not like the apartment would let him sleep on a random couch for the night, that was not a choice.

His only choice was to walk out in the heavy rain and sleep on the sidewalk with nothing to hide himself with.

Life did him dirty.

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