Friends. // l.s.

Chapter 4 - "Ain't got no beans."

Louis' POV

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Zayn?" Harry had asked angrily as he glared furiously at both Zayn and Louis.

"Tell him, asshole!" Zayn yelled at the blond, who instantly ducked under Harry's arm as Zayn reached out to pull him from Harry's grip. Zayn was pissed, Louis noted, but the forming crowd only seemed to piss him off even more.

"Niall, what the fuck?" Harry asked while pulling the small boy close to him protectively because, as Louis finally remembered, Niall was one of Harry's best friends. Harry glared, confused at all of the boys and Louis was tempted to laugh.

Although, Louis was just as painfully clueless as Harry and he desperately wanted to know what happened too. Louis knew Zayn had always disliked Niall because the bloke always fancied a good fight with him, but Louis had a feeling it was worse this time, judging by the way Zayn's eyes sparkled with pure anger.

"Well, I kinda damaged his car." Even though Niall's voice sounded timid and innocent, his lips held a tight smirk that caused Zayn to slap him on the back of the head.

Louis, however, seemed to be having a harder time processing everything than everyone else as his jaw dropped in disbelief, not because of Zayn hitting Niall, no, but because Niall had fucked with Zayn's car. Louis knew how fucking much Zayn's car meant to him and honestly, Louis had always been quite impressed with it himself. See, although Zayn's family was very wealthy, his parents had refused to buy him that car which led to Zayn saving up the money for it all on his own. It took him years to gain enough to afford the beauty and Louis knew Zayn loved his car because, although it had a beautiful body design, he had paid for it by himself.

"You're gonna fucking pay for that!" Zayn growled and Louis wasn't quite sure if he meant for the car or for the entire incident. Either way, he would make sure Niall would get his ass beat.

It was then that Louis noticed Harry was covering his mouth in order to stifle a laugh and his apparent amusement in the entire situation piqued Louis' anger further. He would definitely pay for that, Louis thought.

"Come on, bad boy, it's not like you can't afford it on your own, you filthy rich bastard!" Niall explained casually.

"You have no fucking idea, Niall! It's almost fully covered in waterproof graffiti! How the fuck do you think I can afford a paint job? My parents don't stuff my ass with money, unlike yours, apparently. What exactly do you expect me to do? There's no way in-"

"Pay for what? What's going on?" Zayn was cut off by Liam who had just stepped through the by now massive crowd. Great, the perks of being popular, everyone had to witness everything everyday. Zayn stopped abruptly and tensed his jaw. Louis assumed he was intimidated by Liam's buff figure. Niall laughed lightly and shrugged his shoulders innocently.

"Niall, spill the beans!" Liam demanded.

"Ain't got no beans," Niall joked and Liam rolled his eyes, a smile tugging at his lips.

"I gave Zayn's car a cute new look. It's pretty and purple now," Niall admitted. Liam unexpectedly bursted out laughing and high fived his best friend.

"Well done," he chuckled and Louis could physically feel Zayn losing his control. Harry seemed very entertained by all of this and Louis imagined a range of way to make him regret this as soon as they got home. Liam stepped between Zayn and Niall and took a hold of him.

"We will solve this properly, without violence!" Liam warned. "You two won't transform into a second Harry and Louis."

Zayn was about to response, a look of frustration on his face, when, "Hey, Tomlinson! Styles! Get your posses and head to class!" Was shouted by the principal, Mr. Williams. Out of all the people he could've chosen from, he chose to pick Harry and Louis to be held responsible for this. Louis hadn't even seen him coming. Without another word though Harry turned on his heels and so did Louis. Students walked down the hallway and some mumbled about how a good fight would've been a funny distraction of school and some that it was just a car and Zayn could actually afford a new one. God, how bloody ignorant they were, Louis thought. Zayn was right next to him breathing heavily and honestly Louis was afraid he was going to cry, how ridiculous it might've sounded.