fight for this love L.S

Chapter 3

"Louis, you need to get a job," Liam sighs, "you're going to go broke if you keep spending this much money on snacks." I hum at him whilst opening  a pack of Doritos, "you want to help me fine one?" He rolls his eyes whilst grabbing the packet of me, "find one yourself and try to save money not eating everything at once." I gasp dramatically saying yes dad, noticing his lips quirk up. Even Liam can't resist my jokes. But I do need a job, "I'll look on indeed, will that make you happy?" I see him nod his head before patting my back.

Looking for a god job that doesn't need loads of experience is too hard. I've looked for about 20 minutes before becoming bored. Technically, I have experience but it is only in retail, and whilst some would say I was fired, I actually quit after I served my final customer who was just as rude as the rest. Liam was mad to say the least. He works at this office as some assistant, and gets paid quite good. I do feel bad that he pays the rent, so I try to make it up by doing chores and getting the shopping. He offers to help me work at the same place but I refuse to work somewhere where everyone is so serious and all about work. But, I do need a job, but how to get one is the problem. I will give it to the end of this week, and if I don't have one I will take up Liam's offer as I am near desperate.

"Oh yeah the lads are coming round tonight, maybe you could ask Zayn if his school are looking for any new staff," Liam says as he plops down next to me on the sofa, putting his legs on top of mine. "Last time I asked he said no so I doubt it, what game we playing with them?" I reply pushing his feet from my face. Teaching would be an okay job, I have experience with kids from my six younger siblings. Liam shrugs indicating he doesn't mind, "let them choose, it'll probably end up being Fifa."

Looking down at my clothes I still realise I'm not wearing my own, it's not like Harry is coming over and these are comfy so I decide to keep them on. I walk to the bathroom to look in the mirror deciding to put some light concealer under my eyes as they are still red and then style my hair to make it look somewhat decent but it's only Zayn and Niall coming so it isn't a big deal what I look like. I fluff up the ends and then run my fingers through the front so my hair covers my forehead.

I hear the doorbell as I just get off the phone from ordering pizza, hearing Zayn and Niall greet Liam. "Well, well, well look who is happier than when I last saw you," Zayn states as he pulls me into a hug referring back to when he nearly punched Malcolm for breaking me. "Fuck off," I reply hugging him back before pushing him and saying hey to Niall who is already eating my Doritos that Liam took off me. "Zayn, is there any jobs available yet?" Zayn shakes his head giving a sad smile, "no, it really is annoying because you're great with kids," I shrug my shoulders and lead everyone to the sofa to play the game I always win. "You could work with me at maccies," Niall cheerfully says wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "I'll keep that in mind lad," I laugh at his happy approach to life. "I bagsy Niall not to be on my team," Zayn warns us all and we all laugh at Niall's whine.

"Who's at the door?" Zayn says after we finished the 2nd round. I shrug getting up to answer the door expecting it to be pizza I ordered, not expecting green eyes staring into my shocked ones when I open my door. "Sorry, I'm late work wouldn't let me off earlier," Harry said glancing at me before barging past my arm to the other guys. Okay rude much? I watch as he greets everyone not even looking back at me. I hear Liam ask him if he wants a tea, which he says yes too, and as he walks over to the kitchen I follow along. "When were you going to tell me he was invited?" Liam just looks at me, "because I knew you were going to be like this, you should get to know him, he's a good lad." "Not when he ignored me and said hello to everyone else," I mumble. Liam just rolls his eyes saying I'm being dramatic and grabs my arm to lead me over to the sofa, and great guess who is in my seat. I scoff before catching Harry's eye and he just looks over at my clothes and smirks. Shit, my, no his clothes. I scoff before heading back to my room to change into a black t-shirt and joggers before heading back to the living room and sitting next to Niall on the beanie. I feel eyes on me but I choose to ignore and grab my controller back. "There's an unequal amount of players, I'll just watch, Zayn and Niall play as a team and Harry and Louis," Liam says, evilly smirking at me. I internally groan before saying "nah, I work better as a team with Zayn," matching Liam's smirk with one of my own. Unfortunately, for me, Zayn betrays me and says "no, it's fine, Niall and me are great at this." I glare at Zayn who is now knowingly smiling sweetly at me. "So much for saying you didn't want Niall on your team-" I grumble, before being cut off by Niall slapping me round the head. I scoff before turning my head towards Harry who is just sitting back and watching the interaction with no care in the world. And great, on top of teaming with him we are also going to lose.

Turns out I was correct, obviously. He is the worst player I have ever witnessed, and I have seen Niall play. He literally scored a goal for the other team. If I wasn't too distracted by how much this guy pisses me off, I would of already strangled him. I groan as Zayn scores on the final minute, and him and Niall win the game. I watch as they stand up cheering and singing we are the champions by Queen, and pointing to me and the goose next to me (yes my nickname for him other than dickhead), singing "no time for losers". And as mad I am, they are too stupid to not laugh at. Zayn pulls me off the bean bag, whilst Niall places an imaginary crown on his head claiming he is the king of Fifa. Pffft he wishes. "At least you're not the worst anymore bro, we can officially say this clumsy oaf is over here," I say pointing back at Harry who just scoffs and crosses his arms. "Sore loser much," I roll my eyes. Liam hears me and gives me the look saying you can talk and I just pinch him before I tackle Zayn to the ground to shut him up.