the library- larry

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It's not that Louis hated working at a library, it's just that it's not what he would choose to do. he's in uni, he should be meeting cute guys or partying, but instead he's working in a stuffy library to make ends meet. a plus of working there, was that he can spend time studying and his best friend Zayn was there, but besides that it wasn't the best job.

Louis could never meet someone to date there because the guys that went to the library isolated themselves anyway, or they were just too wrapped up in their ueducation to have a social life.

the days were long and boring. they had visits from the regulars, always checking out books from the same section. they had the girls that pretending to look for books so that they could flirt with Zayn.
Louis always politely laughed them off when they tried to flirt with him, hoping that they'd catch on. Zayn would go out and buy lunch for the two of them, leaving Louis alone to tend to the customers.

Louis sometimes spaced out as he sat at the desk in the back of the library, frowning at the desk and at the silence of the room smelling of books and dreadful thoughts. uni didn't have a library on campus, but this one was directly outside of the campus, so it ended up to be where everyone went to get their books or to study instead of going to lunch.

Louis heard the low slam of the door, signaling that someone entered, and by the smell of chinese food in the air, he could tell that it was Zayn before the thin boy approached him at the desk, pulling out a chair in front of Louis, the bag on the desk between them.
"smells great, Z. thank you." Louis' voice was below a whisper as they obviously distracted the students around them.

Zayn smiled as he opened the bag, pulling out a box for each of them.

Louis opened his box,
"you know me so well, Malik."

Zayn chuckled quietly,
"I know you too well."

Louis rolled his eyes as they ate in silence, the only sound being heard was their chopsticks moving and the pages of books being turned.

about three hours passed, and their food was eaten and the containers were disposed of. it was getting closer to the end of their shift, but the library still closed at eight. Louis helped about five people check out books, and Zayn walked around to reorganize the shelves, sighing at the fact that they would be just as bad by the end of the day and he would have to do it all over again. yet; when he did it sooner, doing it made sure that he wouldn't have to help a customer find a book that had been misplaced.

Louis straightened up the main desk; the papers that had been scattered now lay in organized folders, and the new orders of books were now inputed into the computers.

moments later, Zayn's light thump of shoes was approaching the desk and he stopped in front of Louis, catching his breath.
"what time is it?"

Louis was puzzled but looked down at his phone before answering,
"five-thirty."

Zayn groaned, then remembered to keep his voice down.
"shit, shit, shit. I have a date at six. fuck- okay I gotta go. are you good, here?"

Louis sighed, faking exasperation,
"I'm always taking care of the library when you're out on your dates."

Zayn groaned, still maintaining a whisper,
"well when you're out with a guy, I'll watch the place for you, okay?"

Louis rolled his eyes at the possibility of that ever happening,
"have fun, love you."

Zayn jumped up and smiled, grabbing Louis' shoulders, planting a messy kiss on Louis' cheek, muttering his gratitude.

Louis chuckled and his smile faded, a slight blush spreading through his face when he saw several people staring at them like they were crazy.

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