ZERO

Chapter 22

Nina P. O. V

It's said that when you really want something the universe comprises to help you reach it; but in my case it seems that the universe has set out plans to drain me. Going back to school after L.A was probably the best thing I could do, Lottie was still obviously mad at me. I couldn't argue with her to be honest, she had all the right to. I pumped into her on the street the other day; it took so much of me to collect some courage and do the talking, it wasn't the best idea. She told me Louis came back asking for me when I was in L.A to only be struck by the fact I wasn't even there.

" Where is he?" Was the only question I asked.

She shrugged her shoulders but didn't hesitate to tell me where excatly her older brother would be. Seems like he's been spending a generous amount of his time at clubs and wine bars. I made my way to the club he's supposed to be at; showing off my fake ID wasn't the only thing I did. It was very dark inside, it took me a fair amount of time to spot him. I felt my eyebrows frowning and my forehead wrinkling at the scene before my eyes.
Louis was trapped in a corner on a sofa with a girl toppling him her hands fisted his hair her body grinned on him vigorously. She was snogging my boyfriend in front of me! Other than the fact they both couldn't yet see me. Oh they'll see me, I flamed! my knuckles turning white as I pushed in front of me grabbing the girl by the hair, oh I'll give you something to make out with. I planted a hard punch on her face, making her stumble and fall to the ground. Two other girls approached me thinking, stupidly enough; they could take me out. I turned them down, least I could say.

Seems like no body was sober enough to notice what was happening excatly, I exhaled in triumphs when I successfully pulled a drunken Louis out of the busy area. He kept mummering, and sniffling my hair burying his face in my shoulder.

"She tastes of Onions
I hate onions.
Onions suck!
Why do people buy Onions?
Why Plant Onions?
Do we export or import Onions?"

"Okay we get it you don't like onions"

"Ayyyy Captain America, you're fit" he shouted.

" Louis shut up and help me get your drunken @$$ in the car!" I said sternly.

" Mumy, I'm not scared, I bet Camton is"
I huffed trying to drag him, "Camton was a better fouck than me? Sooo fake," I pinched his arm hopfull he'd sober up, to my defeat it only got him to ramble more. "Take me awayyyyy... to a better plaaaace" he started singing horribly, he's gonna hurt his throat. "A sweet escaaape, I... I... I.... G... gotta.... I gotta pocket.... pocket fu.. full of sunshine" Louis continued to scream out the lyrics to a tune I couldn't remember. He bent down emptying his stomach and puking on the side.

"Oh come on!" I cursed, nevertheless patting his back and holding his forhead as he did.

He got up wiping his mouth, "I was gonna tell her you know man, I was so close to making her mine. But she came out with a boyfriend who's also a guy like me you know. She's pretty, but also dirty she's a rebel! She doesn't know but... no no I won't tell you" Louis squished in my arms, I chuckled at his actions.
"I can't walk anymore, mate I'm not good with physical activity" he said sitting down.

" Louis come on get up we're almost there" I tried pulling him up.

"No" he shook his head, wrapping his arms around himself like an angry kid. I muffled my laugh, "What's funny?" He spits.

"Nothing just get up we need to catch a Taxi"

"We can go ghost hunting?" His eyes lit up.

" Yeah sure" I said helping him up, I waved a cab stopping it and opening the back door helping Louis in before I myself got in telling the driver the adress.
Louis's head was laying on my chest, I looked down at him to see if he was asleep.