Wicked Games {Ziam}

Louis's plan

   "What are you doing here?" Louis asks when he finally looks up from his phone at Zayn when he walks into their small, run down, shady house
"I fucking live here, remember?" Zayn reminds him irritably.
"I know- but.... What are you DOING here?" Louis repeats.
"And not sitting my ass in fucking jail where I should be??" Zayn clarifies.
"Yeah," Louis nods in confusion. Zayn laughs And shakes his head unhappily.
"Some friends you and Niall are is all I gotta say," he adds.
"What did you want us to do!! We told you to run!" Louis tells him.
"You know I'm not a good runner!" Zayn tells him angrily.
"Im sorry we didn't go back and fight those guards and carry you home to safety then," Louis replies. Zayn rolls his eyes
    "But did they just let you go?" Louis asks.
    "No. I gotta work for that sick bastard," Zayn mutters and Louis laughs.
     "What do they want you to do?" He asks.
     "I don't know. I have to clean his 'good' building because I 'defaced it's worth' and he wants me to do some stupid promotional thing with animation or some design... I don't even fucking know...." Zayn admits as he runs his fingers through his hair tiredly.
     "He should've just thrown you in jail," Louis mutters with a smirk.
    "Right now I wish he did. I have to wear this," Zayn says grudgingly as he throws a nice expensive looking bag Onto the couch next to Louis.
    "The fuck is this?" Louis asks with a laugh as he pulls a super expensive-looking black suit from the bag.
    "They just gave this to you?" Louis asks.
     "Yeah. I said I didn't have a suit and was never going to buy one so he just gave it to me before I left," Zayn explains.
     Louis laughs again and shakes his head.
     "This is unbelievable," he states.
    "I think I'm actually going to shoot myself," Zayn admits angrily as Louis laughs.
    "I'm sure you could just hang yourself with this," Louis suggests as he holds up a really nice black silk tie. "How much you think we could get for this? Like...... 320?" Louis guesses.
    "Who the actual fuck is going to buy a tie that expensive??" Zayn asks in doubt.
    "I've seen ones go for that much before! If it's Greek or Italian.... They go for a lot," Louis informs him.
     "It's a fucking piece of cloth you tie around your neck," Zayn states in confusion.
    "Hey I don't know why they have them I'm just saying: when you're a rich old billionaire, what else are you gonna waste your money on?" Louis asks with a smirk.
     "He's actually not old..." Zayn remembers.
     "What?" Louis asks.
      "Payne... The guy that owns the whole thing. He's only like 21 or something," Zayn shares.
     "No fucking way," Louis declares.
      "No he is! I saw him. He's the one that gave me that fucking thing," Zayn insists and Louis laughs.
    "He was actually kinda nice too..." Zayn admits as he rubs the back of his neck.
     "Oooo..." Louis coos as he grins slyly up at Zayn who rolls his eyes. "Sugar daddy..." He adds with a smirk.
    "Yeah right," Zayn mutters.
     "Think about it," Louis tells him. Zayn shakes his head.
   "Is he hot?" Louis wonders. Zayn shrugs and tries to avoid the question.
    "Oh my god! Zayn! This is perfect!!" Louis interrupts. "Think about it!! Seriously!! This is the perfect opportunity for us!" Louis insists.
    "For us? It's never going to happen," Zayn informs him.
     "He's a millionaire!" Louis cries. "You can't just give up that easily!! I mean, hell!! I'm not even gay.... Well.... That gay..... and I'd let him do whatever he wanted to me for some of that pay," Louis says longingly.
    "You're disgusting," Zayn says.
     "And You're not seeing reason Zaynie!! We have no money. we have nothing. NOTHING!!! We can hardly afford McDonald's happy meals!" Louis reminds him. "So.... You need to take advantage of this little situation and You need to work that sexy-ass face of yours and do something with him!! And Quickly!! Make him start dropping thousand, no- MILLIONS on that flat ass!!" Louis demands. Zayn gives him a weird, confused look.
    "Well I'm  definitely not giving you anything," Zayn tells him flatly.
    "You're not? Meaning you're going to try to do anything you can to get your hands on his money?"Louis asks hopefully.
    "I don't know!" Zayn cries, throwing his hands in the air.
    "Oh my god! I'm so excited for this!" Louis laughs. " and I need to see you wearing this," he demands looking down at the suit that was tailored just for Zayn.
    "No way," Zayn declares as he snatches the suit back from Louis and stuffs it back in the bag.
     "I better get paid for this 'job' though..." He mutters.
    "Baby boy you work it right and you will get laid.... Paid.... Fuck. Both," Louis says with a greedy smile.