Style (zouis mpreg)(book one)

three: wake-up call

three: wake-up call

When Louis woke the next morning, he'd expected Zayn to be long gone. Unfortunately for the nineteen year old boy, he could hear the shower running... which in turn meant that Zayn was in fact still in the same room as him. Louis cursed underneath his breath, mainly due to the fact that last he checked... his clothes were scattered all over the bathroom floor. How they got there... Louis didn't exactly want to remember. Louis let's out a long sigh, seriously debating just running out of the house naked... maybe he could make it Liam's room and borrow some clothes... sure they wouldn't be even close to his size, but it was better than having to face Zayn after he got out of the shower. Louis was starting to curse at himself for being an idiot and falling asleep. He'd known better than to do that... 

But he still did, and now he was facing the fact that any minute now... Zayn was going to walk out of that bathroom... Probably with nothing but a towel on, which in all honesty probably wasn't going too look all that bad. 

Zayn was an asshole, but his body was beyond perfect. 

Louis was interrupted from his sudden dirty thoughts of Zayn by the shower turning off. The nineteen year old boy's heart started to race, his mind jumping into overdrive as he thought about the best possible way to escape without saying a word to Zayn. Louis didn't get why he was so nervous about this, it was as Zayn said "a one time thing".... so why was he so goddamn scared to face Zayn? It wasn't like he was going to admit his undying love for Louis... that just be weird. 

Besides... Zayn hated Louis... and vice versa. 

"You're still here?" Zayn had finally left the bathroom, and just as Louis had predicted... he was only wearing a towel. 

"My clothes are in the bathroom..." Louis says quietly, shifting a little on the bed. He wasn't exactly wearing anything, the only thing keeping him from exposing himself to Zayn as the blanket. Zayn arched his eyebrows at Louis before shaking his head. He didn't say anything for a moment, walking over to the closet where majority of his clothes were. Louis watched him curiously, not exactly sure what the older boy was doing. Zayn came back into the room a minute later, throwing a pair of black skinny jeans and some random t-shirt at Louis. Louis jumped when the smacked him in the arm, a confused look on his face as he looks at Zayn.

"What are these?" Louis asked. 

"Clothes. They don't fit me anymore, figured you'd prefer something clean instead of what you were wearing last night. If you don't want them, then by all means run naked to the bathroom and grab your soaked clothes." Zayn shrugs, ignoring Louis as the teen continues to stare at Zayn. He wasn't sure what was going on... was Zayn actually being nice for a change? 

"Uh thanks?" Louis says, not really sure if he should trust Zayn's new behavior or not. Zayn doesn't even acknowledge the thanks, walking back into his closet to grab his own clothes. Louis lets out a breath of relief that he didn't realize he was holding before climbing up off the bed. He's quick to get dressed, glad that he at least found his underwear. He made sure to be out of the room before Zayn got back, running down the hall with shoes in hand. If he was able to get out of the house before Liam realized he was still there, he'd be home free. 

But apparently, luck wasn't on Louis' side today when he crashed into his best friend on his way to the stairs. Liam let out a grunt along with a selective curse word, and Louis went tumbling to the ground. Liam looked a little shocked to see Louis at first, but a small smile came across his face in a matter of seconds. 

"Well there you are! Christ Lou, you disappeared last night... I got worried." Liam helps Louis up off the floor, smiling brightly as he throws an arm over his shoulders. 

"Yeah..." Louis says awkwardly, wanting nothing more than to run out of the house. Zayn walked out of his bedroom at that point, not even acknowledging the fact that Liam and Louis were there. 

"Where'd you go anyways? I tried to find you after Niall left." Liam asks, totally oblivious to the fact that Louis was looking directly at Zayn. Zayn seeming to catch interest in the conversation was now leaning against the wall, a smirk on his face as he watches the exchange. 

"I uh... I didn't feel so great... So I ended up falling asleep in one of the guest bedrooms." Louis lies, biting his bottom lip as he hoped that Liam would fall for it. 

"Damn, that sucks." Liam buys it, a sympathetic look on his face as he gives Louis a quick squeeze. His smile faded though when he saw Zayn, his eyes narrowing at his step brother. 

"What are you so smug about?" Liam's voice is cold, making Louis flinch a little... mainly due to the fact that he knew what Zayn was so smug about. 

"Oh nothing really, just got laid is all." Zayn shrugs and Louis flinches yet again. This was it... This was where Liam found out. God he was so stupid. 

"Who's the unlucky whore?" Liam sneers, not realizing the fact that Louis was starting to shake now. He didn't like confrontation.... He didn't want to deal with this right now... He just wanted to go home... 

He didn't want to know what Liam's reaction was going to be when he found it that Louis was the whore. 

"None of your business." Zayn says, and Louis instantly relaxes. He smiles softly at Zayn, but he doesn't get one back... not that he was expecting one. Zayn leaves after that, walking away without another word. Liam huffs before shaking his head. 

"He's such a jackass." Liam says and Louis can only nod. Louis wasn't sure if he agreed with Liam in that moment. Zayn could've thrown him under the bus... He could've told Liam...

But he didn't. 

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SEE ZAYN ISN'T AS MUCH OF AN ASSHOLE AS WE ALL THOUGHT.

HE'S STILL AN ASS THOUGH. 

Hahaha, I seriously do love this story though... I cry.

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