Trust in us

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I heard a pounding on my front door and rolled my eyes knowing who it was, I ran to it and flung it open to see my best friend and I couldn’t help but laugh “Lou. Anyone who ever thought you were straight is crazy.” He was wearing skin tight black jeans, a baby blue t-shirt, and a black vest along with black toms (No socks of course)

“Dahling, I am the fabulouis sexpert! Do not fear, we shall get you laid!” He said in a ridiculous accent and I fell to the floor in a fit of laughter. He looked down at me and scoffed, “I guess you don’t need my help after all.” He feigned a look of anger

“No! I’m sorry Lou; I do need your help. Please oh great Louis, help me.” I looked up at him with a pleading look that I knew he couldn’t resist. No one could, it’s my Irish charm. He rolled his eyes and grabbed my hand dragging me into my room muttering about how he should do this for a living.

He sat down on my bed and pulled me down next to him “Okay, before we begin I need to talk to you as Lou your best friend. Not Louis the sexpert. Are you 100% sure you’re ready for this? It’s a big step Ni.” I smiled at him. This is my Louis, my best friend, my brother. With both of our relationships and the attack we haven’t really had any best friend time. I launched myself into his arms and I felt him stiffen for a second before wrapping his arms around me.

“I’m sorry Lou, it just hit me. You’re the best friend I’ve ever had and you accepted me from the start, no questions asked. I’m really lucky to have you, you’re like another brother to me and I love you!” I didn’t realize tears had started streaming down my face until Louis pulled back and brushed one away. “I’m ready though, I want this with Zayn and only him. I love him Lou.”

Louis just smiled and pulled me into another tight hug, “Well in that case. LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!” Louis wiggled his eyebrows and I just smiled. “First things first, let’s make a plan. How about you text Zayn and tell him to come over to your house at 8 tonight because you have a surprise for him.”

I rolled my eyes at his excitement but sent the message anyways. “Now what oh great sexpert Louis?” he smiled and shook his head at me.

“Go shower you dumbass. I’ll bring clothes in that make you look like one sexy leprechaun. Then I’ll do your hair. While you’re showering I shall set the mood.” Louis wiggled his eyebrows at me and pushed me towards the shower, all I could do was laugh and grab towels on the way. I turned the shower on and stepped in feeling the warm water cascading down my body. I felt the nerves come back, what if I mess this up? What if Zayn laughs at me and breaks up with me. I take a few deep breaths and think about the positive. Zayn loves me, I know that. He isn’t going to leave me. I washed my body and stuck my head under the water, Zayn and I have been through too much for it to just fall apart because of something that obviously isn’t my fault! I squirted some of my shampoo into my hand and furiously worked it in. Once I was done washing my hair I rinsed off and hopped out. I quickly dried off and laughed at Louis choice of clothes because he knows me so well. My favorite red polo, tan chinos, and white supras. I got dressed and opened the door to see that Lou was already standing there waiting for to open the door

“Returnith thine self to the room of bath peasant!” He said puffing his chest out and pushing me back. I’ve learned by now not to respond so I just went back into the bathroom and sat on the counter. “No! Put the lid down and sit on the toilet. I can’t reach your damn head!” Louis sassily pointed and I couldn’t resist.

“Yes your highness” he hit me In the back of the head as I sat down on the toilet then quickly went to work styling my hair. I hadn’t dyed it in quite a while so the brunette faded into blonde at the tips. He brushed and gelled it until he felt like it was perfect. Then he smiled at Niall.

“You can look now. I hope you like it Ni.” I stood up and looked at the mirror; I was shocked at what I saw. My hair was styled into a mini quiff kind of like Zayn's and I looked truly….. Happy. I smiled again and hugged Louis. I finally felt like tonight would be perfect. For both me and Zayn.  

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