Fire Meets Gasoline || Larry Stylinson

Chapter One

The sky is the color of cigarette smoke setting the tone of the gloomy weather flowing around outside. It was fall in Doncaster, precisely October 13th, meaning people were breaking out their warmest jumpers and coziest petticoats. Louis Tomlinson and Zayn Malik are kept warm in an abandoned house due to its location in town-druggies, prostitutes those sorts of things. The house was small, one level, and surprisingly in good shape. Quite homely in fact as nothing was broken nor wearing due to poor care. Louis came here with his mate Zayn often to get away from others and to mostly smoke cheap weed and wank each other off. That was only when they were extremely drunk though but they knew what they were doing.

Louis and Zayn are layed back on a faded felt burgundy couch completely pissed. Zayn is currently being taken under the effect of his favorite drug, Hydrocodone. He gets hurt often while playing footie at school so he is always being prescribed that lovely drug that makes him feel so good and who really needs to know that he takes them like sweets? Louis is in his own little world as he bites his chapped bottom lip and injects heroin into his bloodstream. Louis was all about hard core, he loved taking risks no matter what the cost to just have a good time. He lets out an exasperated sigh and chugs back his third beer.

"Me mum says I need to bump up my grades. She says she can't pay for me to go to university so I need to get a scholarship. But who the fuck says I even want to go to uni?" Zayn scowls. This is what they did while they were there. Bitch. "I already fucking hate school, why would I want to keep going when I don't even have too. Plenty of people become successful without going to university." Louis rolls his eyes at the bloke as he takes a swig of beer, "Do whatever, but I'm still going to the University of Manchester which you said you would go with me. So quit bitching cunt cause I'm not going there alone." Louis furrows his eyebrows at Zayn but Zayn just shrugs further pissing off Louis.

"You're so fucking annoying!" Louis shouts throwing his beer bottle at the wall and glass and beer scatter across the carpeted floor. Louis got ridiculous mood swings when he was drunk. When he was high on whatever drug, he could keep his composure but not with alcohol. Zayn didn't even care though as he just smirked at the small angry lad, which if Zayn were to comment on Louis's size he would get a direct blow to the face.

"You're hot when you're angry." Zayn flirts but messily slurs his words as he does so. "Fuck off." Louis laughs and then straddles Zayn lap. "You wanna fuck me?" Louis asks directly and moves his face closer to Zayn's so he can feels Zayn's hot breath on his neck. Zayn smiles devilishly, "Lay down." He instructs and Louis does as told. They would then clean up and leave for their homes after Zayn pounded into Louis's ass on that couch. "I-I'm f-fucking you n-next time" Louis moans, his face being pressed into the couch and his ass being lifted in the air. "Yea-h." Zayn grabs onto Louis hips harder making his thrusts more steady.

"Mum!" Louis shouts as he enters his house. It was well kept, homely you could say and smelled of cinnamon candles due to his mums obsession with them. "She's at work Louis, you should know that." Lottie softly speaks as she looks up to him from the living room floor. She was sat there with the twins Daisy and Phoebe helping them with their homework. Louis smiled at the scene of his younger sister helping his even younger sisters. Louis really only loved and cared about one thing in his life and it was his family, the people that lived in that house with him. His mum who he rarely got to see but he loved her no less, his siblings- Lottie, Felicite, Daisy, Phoebe and Doris along with his first brother Ernest, Ernie for short, and his step dad. He had a previous step dad, the man whose last name he currently keeps but he didn't really care for him as he does his newest step dad Dan. He cares for Louis's mom and siblings dearly and makes them happy so Louis likes him.

None of these people knew about Louis's bad addicts and he would never let them know. It would ruin them and Louis won't let that happen. "Where is Dan?" Louis asks as he strips off his jacket and puts it on the coat rack. "With Ernie and Doris, he's giving them a bath. I think Felicite is up there too helping." Lottie answers focusing more of her attention on the twins. Louis nods and makes his way upstairs into his bedroom to start his homework. You'd think someone who is a drug addict wouldn't do any of their school work but that wasn't the case with Louis. This was his logic, if he doesn't do his homework he gets detention which means he doesn't get time to go and get high and also go to footie practice. Another reason was then his grades would drop meaning he would be kicked off the footie team and lose his scholarship. He thinks those are awful consequences that he'd rather not deal with so he just does his work.