Phone Call #2

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by douchenozzles

by douchenozzles

(hello again lmao)

When Louis' second phone call finally came it was unfortunately in the middle of night; 4am. Now you probably wonder why Liam even picked up the phone... he's kind of whipped for the guy.

"Hello", his morning, groggy voice creeped out of his mouth. In Liam's point of view it was kinda scary but in Louis thoughts... oh well, you can imagine. If you're innocent you can't really see where I'm heading to, sorry.

"Hey", he breathed out.

"Umm, so", he coughed a little, trying to take his normal voice back, "what do you want?"

"Do you want to hang out?", Louis asked happily. Liam were glad Louis couldn't see him because his eyebrows shot up in surprise. Hang out at 4 in the bloody morning? No thank you. But, it is Louis, isn't it now? Who could say no to him? "I know it's like... four, but please?"

"Um, alright", Liam streched and nodded to himself. He's crazy, he really is crazy. "It's freezing outside!", he complained to Louis and pouted.

"I have a fireplace at home, if you want to come there?", Louis' shy voice echoed in Liam's ear.

"Sure", he said, "text me the directions and I'll be there", he said and hung up. Why is he doing this again?

Yeah, right. He's both crazy and whipped as fuck. Who can blame him, really? Louis is indeed very sweet and funny. And happens to be Liam's crush, and the guy seems into him too.