Sweets ➸ Zouis (Discontinued)

iv - confrontation

Louis was livid. The amount of anger engrossed in his body almost seemed impossible due to his small frame.

People could tell he was pissed by the way he was stomping down the hallways, major RBF on his face. They were almost jumping to the walls to move out of the way for him, knowing what he was capable of.

"I cannot fucking believe this, Niall!"

"Its okay, Lou. Its not the end of the world" Niall tried to reassure.

"It might as well be!" Louis threw his hands in the air. "My motherfucking nail broke! I just got them done yesterday! $35 down the drain!"

"Can't you just re-glue it?" Niall advised curiously. He practically flinched when Louis whipped his head to him, his eyes formed into slits.

"That's not how it works, Niall! That's not how any of this works!"

"Oh my God, I should've know it was you" Zayn groaned as he approached the two, Liam next to him. "Always bitchin'."

If looks could kill, Zayn would be ten feet under. Louis looked at him with the most angered look in the world. Creases indented in his forehead from his eyebrows scrunching. His teeth were baring like a dog. There might as well be flames flickering in his eyes and smoke shooting from his ears.

"This isn't the fucking time, Zayn. Get your ass to class before I scratch your damn eyes out with the nails I have left."

"Wait, what?" Zayn breathed out a chuckle. "Your panties are in a twist because you broke a nail? There are other problems in the world, sweets."

"Like yourself" Louis was quick to retaliate. As always.

"Ouch, really? God, are you also on your period too or something? Get over yourself."

At this point, students were stopping on their way to class to lend their eyes and ears to the quarrel going on in the English hall.

Louis stepped up to him, four inch heels clicking against the scuffed tile. The boy was virtually the same height to him now. Blue was boring into golden brown, and the tension in the air was so thick it was almost suffocating. But no one bared to back down, especially Louis and Zayn. Everyone stayed put like statues.

"Oh yeah? So I just have to be on my period since I dress like a "girl", huh? Well screw you! And why don't you take your own advice, dickhead? You get over yourself! You run around this place like your God or something."

"You know Louis I can't help that people like me. I'm just a likable person unlike you. Everyone in this school thinks you're a complete and utter bitch and they're right. You're unapproachable, scary even. Everyone's surprised that Niall even sticks by you" Zayn spat mercilessly, and everyone's eyes widened except Louis'.

He simply just stared at Zayn until he decided to slap him once again. This time much, much harder. He wanted his stupid cheekbone to be bruised for life.

"Drop dead" Louis said before storming off and to his next class. Everything happened so quickly that Niall barely had time to react. It took him a second to process everything then he went after his best friend.

Students started to awkwardly walk back to class, not knowing what to think of the situation.  Some thought Zayn was out of line for saying what he did, but others agreed with him.

"Fuck" Zayn groaned, pressing the palm of his hand to his throbbing cheek and wincing. He felt Liam's gaze on him and he craned his neck to see the boy shaking his head. "What?"

"Congrats, you lost all your chances to bed him. Nice going, dipshit" Liam announced with annoyance.

"I don't even want to anymore. He's a bitch."