The morning after the party, I found my self at home, with a pounding headache. There was water and some pills at my bedside table, and I gladly took them.
I wondered who did this for me. Louis definitely wouldn't of, because he was drunk as fuck yesterday. Was he even here?
I threw the blankets off of me and ventured into Louis' bed room. He wasn't there. Weird. I bad feeling hit me, but I tried to brush it off as much as possible.
I looked everywhere but he wasn't anywhere to be seen. Was he murdered? Did someone take him home? Who brought me here? Those were the thoughts that were running through my head.
"He's still at the house," a familiar voice said. I whipped around, my heart beating a thousand miles a minute as I placed my hand to my chest.
There he was, the guy who was at the party yesterday. He still had the same clothes on. The black trench coat, black jeans, God awful boots, and the fucking fedora that was covering the right side of his face.
I stared at him with wide eyes. "What the hell are you doing here?!" I asked, throwing my arms up. This guy could not just let himself into my flat. How did he get in here anyway?
"Louis gave me a key," he said, shrugging. I scowled at him, and was about to say to him 'show me', but he held a key up and smirked at me.
"Louis never told me about you. Ever," I said, racking my brain for memories to remember if he told me anything about a creepy guy who wore the same clothes everyday.
"Well, why don't you ask him?" The guy asked, motioning his head towards the door. I rolled my eyes, about to come up with a retort when I heard a key sliding into the lock.
I furrowed my eyebrows as I turned around, just in time to see Louis stagger into the flat. "Louis!" I exclaimed. I ran over to him, helped him stand up straight and closed the door.
Louis leaned on me, his face contorting into pain. "My head," he groaned, holding his head with both hands.
"Hey," I said, looking over to the guy. "Go get me some pills."
He stared at me with his one green eye, shrugged, and then went to go fetch the pills. I think.
"Who the hell are you talking to, Ni?" Louis asked, gripping onto his head, as if it would suppress the pain. His knuckles were turning white and I winced, peeling them away from his head.
"You're friend," I answered warily, keeping Louis hands in mine so he wouldn't grip his head again. I watched his face as I answered his question.
"Friend? What friend?"
I felt terrified and I didn't know why. Louis would know if his friend was here, right? I looked back into the kitchen, and the only thing there was a bottle of pills that I needed. I swallowed thickly.
"He... uh, never told me his name," I answered, walking over to the bottle of pills, scared that it would grow a mouth and teeth and eat me.
I quickly grabbed it, breathing out a sigh of relief. "Come here," I said, getting a glass and filling it with water, placing it in front of Louis a long with two pills.
He gladly took them, leaning back in the wooden chair. He looked worried, though. "Is he still here?"
"I don't know," I said truthfully, walking down the hallway and into the living room. I checked everywhere, and all the rooms were at the same temperature and the guy was no where to be seen.
I walked back into the kitchen, seeing Louis with his head resting on the white granite, using his forearms as a pillow.
"He's not here," I said. Louis' head lifted up, and he paled.
"Are you okay, Ni?" he asked, getting off his seat as he walked over to me. He placed his hand on my forehead, and he frowned as he pulled his hand back. "No fever..." he murmured.
"I'm fine," I said, moving back. I knew I was. I didn't feel sick at all, I felt fine. And I knew I saw that guy. He brought those pills for Louis. He was here. But where was he now?
"Okay," Louis said warily, giving me one last glance before he walked off into the living room. I sighed, leaning on the counter as I ran my hands through my hair.
I did see that guy... right?
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