It was just like any other day for Louis Tomlinson.
He got up, padded through his room in his sweatpants, and down the hall towards the kitchen, and made two cups of tea for him and his roommate, Zayn. Louis let out a small yawn and rubbed his eyes, still feeling a tad bit sleepy. He checked the time and yawned again, hearing the kettle go off. Pouring the tea into two cups he took a sip of his and sat it down, grabbing the other and made his way towards Zayn’s room.
Zayn was asleep, like usual. He was sprawled out shirtless on his bed - probably naked - and was drooling slightly on his pillow. Louis shook his head at that and let out a small chuckle, walking over to the side of the bed.
“Hey, get up. It’s 8 in the morning.. You got class at 9.” Louis mumbled, setting the tea cup down on Zayn’s bedside table. The younger boy mumbled incoherently and turned onto his side, his back facing away from Louis.
“Zayn, I’m being serious,” Louis sighed, looking down at the sleeping boy in front of him, “I hate going to class as the next person, but you’ve been late 4 times this week.” Zayn grumbled something again and Louis rolled his eyes, flicking Zayn’s back.
“Speak up, man.”
“Go awaaaaaay!” Zayn whined, throwing an arm back to try and hit his roommate but he was way off.
Louis chuckled and grabbed a hold of Zayn’s blanket, tearing it off of him. He let out a sigh of relief when he found Zayn in his boxers. He still wasn’t mentally okay from the last time seeing Zayn butt naked. Don’t get him wrong, Zayn’s a good looking guy. Very good looking. But he and Louis have been friends since Pre-K and that’d just be weird. And to be honest, Zayn isn’t really his type.
“Mate, you got 10 minutes to get up or you’re gonna be late again. I know how long you take in the bathroom,” Louis snickered as Zayn laid back on his back, giving Louis a small scowl.
“M’up, m’up.” Zayn mumbled.He stretched his arms out and let out a small groan before pushing himself up off the bed and grabbed the cup, taking a sip of his tea.
“Got class today, Lou?” Zayn asked once the two boys were out of his room and walking towards the kitchen.
“Nope.” Louis said with a smirk, seeing Zayn frown.
“Why does it seem like every semester I get more classes and you get less?” Zayn groaned as he leaned his head against the table.
Louis leaned against the counter and shrugged, taking another sip of his tea.
“Probably because I did summer classes and got a lot of them out of the way? The school offers it, Z. Still don’t understand why you didn’t do it but whatever,”
“Should’ve done it,” Zayn grumbled while rubbing his face with his hands, “Could be like you and that guy Liam from YouTube.” Louis rolled his eyes.
See, when Zayn isn’t at school or work, he’s on his laptop constantly watching this guy and his friend on YouTube, doing God knows what. Louis has never bothered watching it. He has important stuff to do, like Tumblr and Twitter. Maybe homework, but you know. Zayn is quite obsessed with the Liam lad. Says he’s cute and funny. Says his friend isn’t bad looking either, but yet again, Louis hasn’t bothered to even find what the two look like.
“Mate, it’s only 8:10. You don’t need to be talking about that guy at this hour.” Louis shook his head before drinking the last of his tea and dropping the cup into the sink.
“If you’d take the time and actually watch one of their videos, then maybe you’d understand why I act like this. He’s honestly perfect, Lou. He’s so cute. He kinda reminds me of a puppy, you know? He goes to school and is a major in English - like me - and his hobbies are a lot like mine. He’s just.. my perfect guy,” Zayn sighed happily as he leaned his chin in his hand, staring off into space.
