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"I'm worried about him, Zee." Louis whined as he rolled around in his bed with the dark haired man sitting with his back resting against the headboard while he typed on his phone.
"He's probably just acting out. You guys did break up a little over a week ago."
"Zee, He looked like something was really wrong." He pressed, running a hand through his hair as he tried to investigate. "What if he took really bad drugs or cant sleep without me?"
"Or, he could just be staying up late like all adults do and its effecting him." Zayn sighed as he reached into the night table to take out a pack of cigs and a black lighter. "Want one?" He asked as he opened the pack with his thumb and held it out for the smaller man.
Louis hesitated for a second, shaking his head because he couldn't get into that habit. Especially when he already had another sick habit. "I should check up on him. Thats not weird is it?"
"Sure, i would love for my ex-s to swing by and come visit me." Zayn scoffed, placing the stick between his lips before lighting it within seconds.
Louis groaned and rolled onto his back, looking up at the ceiling with his hand on his chest. He could feel his heart that was racing due to him thinking of the curly haired man. He couldn't go a minute without relating something to him.
It was the day after he said he needed time off but he had been trying to find the exact reason. He just wanted to find the answer to his question so his mind would shut up and finally let him think a thought that didn't relate to Harry.
"I'm going to do it." Louis sighed as he rolled off the bed and stood to his feet, going towards the mirror that hung on the wall. He fixed a few wild strands of his hair and licked his lips so they didn't look chapped. "I just want closure."
"But it doesn't even involve you."
"If you haven't noticed by now, i like to throw myself into people's problems." Louis explained, rolling his eyes at the bad habit he attained when he was younger.
"True," Zayn smiled, following the man out of the room as he began to slip on his shoes and grab his new phone that he had gotten a few days ago. "But, he could be in a bad state. And thats me talking from knowing his instincts."
"He isn't going to kill me if that's what you're worried about."
"How do you know?" Zayn countered, crossing his arms over his chest. He raised a brow questioningly as he watched the man put on layers.
Louis grumbled at the question and threw on another sweater before pulling on a beanie to cover his ears. "Because if he does then i'm ready." He sighed, grabbing his key and walking out of the apartment.
