I love you. Fucking idiot.

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Louis pulls all his clothes out of his closet throwing them on the floor, he groans dramatically flopping down onto his unmade messy bed. "Zaynieeee cmere quick it's an emergency!" He yells for his raven-haired friend whining softly.

Zayn runs into the bedroom leaning on the door frame looking at the mess he's made with clothes scattered everywhere. "What's so important? Are you hurt?"

Louis giggles softly at Zayn finding it hilarious when he goes into mother hen mode. "I'm okay! Gosh. I just have nothing to wear help meee" He looks over at him not moving from his place on the bed.

"Fuck Lou, I thought it was something serious not just you having some clothing disaster." The male shook his head before stepping further into the room scanning over the clothes before kneeling grabbing two items and throwing them towards the other lad. "Here, now get dressed people are going to be coming soon, I need to go do my hair." He walks out of the bedroom and walls across the hall to his and Liam's room.

Louis sits up holding up the jeans and t-shirt Zayn had thrown at him. He nods his head and stands up putting the clothes on with a slight struggle pulling the black skinny jeans over his ass. Once he was dressed he walks over to his dresser and styles his hair, he grabs his comb, combing it into the style he was looking for before grabbing some hairspray to set it in position. He smiles to himself once it looks how he wanted it and puts on some aftershave. "Looking good Lou, looking very good" He smirks to himself grabbing a jean jacket putting it on walking out of his room shutting the door. He bangs on Liam and Zayn's bedroom door "Cmon you don't have time to fuck the living daylight out of each other!" He giggles to himself before walking into the living room.

See this is one thing he loves the most about Niall, he can throw a good party even in the most shortest of times.

Probably the Irish in him.

Louis opens the door to his dorm to let's people in. He heads to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of vodka and Red Bull, before heading back into the living room. He places the glass on the table before sitting on the sofa getting out his little tin and starts to roll himself a spliff.

He gets a small nug and places it in the grinder, before grinding it up. He then tears a thin strip from the rizla packet and fold it three times to make a pleat and rolls the rest of the unfolded filter around the folded. He then tears out one of the papers from the booklet and folds it in half lengthwise being sure the side with the glue is up. Then twist one of the bottom corners of the paper. He carefully places the marijuana inside, distributing it evenly along the length of the paper. He picks everything up and rolls it back and forth until it's evenly distributed. He then puts the filter at one end of the joint. Before proceeding to tuck and roll up the back half of the joint.

"Louis come here bro!!"

"Hold on a moment!" He replies to whoever was yelling his name from the kitchen, he then licks the sticky strip of the paper and seals the joint. he lightly twists the end of the joint to keep the contents from falling out.

Once it's done he puts the tin back under the sofa putting the spliff behind his ear picking up his glass before heading into the kitchen.

"What's up?" He leans against the doorframe looking at them all.

"SHOTSSS!!" Niall yells handing Louis one before passing them out to everyone else.

"3! 2! 1!"

They all neck the shot.

"WOOO!"

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A few hours later and Louis was wasted. He was that out of it he didn't even notice he was grinding on the person he hates most in the world, Harry Styles.

Harry smirks to himself holding Louis' hips swaying to the music.

They carry on dancing to the music till Louis pulls away to go get more drinks.

As the night started to come to an end Louis was passed out on the sofa.

Harry picks up Louis and carry him into his bedroom, he shakes his head at the mess. He carefully lays him in his bed removing his jacket hanging it up in his closet before tucking the lad in, he hesitates before placing a quick peck on his forehead. "Sleep well Lou.." He walks out of the room quietly closing the door behind him.

He tells the last couple of people the parts over to to leave before heading out onto the balcony were Zayn sat on Liam' lap smoking a spliff. "Hey.." He clears his throat. "Uh sorry for disturbing you, I just want to let you both know everyone's now gone. And I put Lou to bed.. I think it would be best if one of you said you did it, he probably would flip knowing it was me." He chuckles lightly. "Anyway I'm going to leave now, see you on Monday"