Being Louis (Zouis)

Chapter 22

-Liam

After Sophia and Isabelle leave, I hurry and clean up. Tonight wasn't supposed to go like it did. I wasn't expecting Sophia to insult Zayn to the point where he would storm out.

"Come on." I hear the door close and feet going upstairs. I walk up to Louis' room but I stop when I hear voices. I peek through the door to see Zayn laying on Louis' lap while Louis is running his hand through his hair slowly.

"I just want to look sophisticated enough for your dad to like me." I hear Louis sigh afterwards.

"Don't. Being different is good. I like you just the way you are."

"I know but I want him to like me as well. You just wait. You won't even know the old me by tomorrow." I back up from the door and put my hand over my heart.

Zayn thinks I don't like him? If my son is happy then I am! I shake my head then leave them alone.

>>

"Are we ready to make some breakfast?"

"Yeah." Harry jumps up in excitement while Niall squeals.

"Let's go then." I start to walk downstairs with Harry following behind. As soon as we get to the kitchen, the doorbell rings.

"Harry? Why don't you get Niall some cereal to munch on while I get the door?"

"Okay." I pass Niall over to Harry and walk to the door.

"Who could be here this early?" I open the door to see a weird looking nerd boy holding a plate of cookies.

"Whatever you're trying to sell, I'm not interested."

"Oh, I'm not selling anything! But would you like a cookie?" He holds the plate out to me and I grab one. I welcome him in and he sits on the couch.

"Wait. Did I just let a mysterious stranger into our house?"

"I think I did." I whisper to myself then walk over to the couch.

"Who are you exactly?" I raise my eyebrow and the person just laughs and straightens his glasses.

"It's me of course! Zayn!" My mouth falls wide and I feel like I'm going to throw up.

"Louis!"

-Zayn

Mr. Payne takes one more look at me then walks into the kitchen. I hope he understands that I'm doing this for him and if it means be a happy rainbow-shit person who bakes cookies then so be it.  

"Dad? Do you have any idea what time it i-" He stops rubbing his eyes then looks at me.

"Who are you?" I get up and walk over to him.

"It's me, Louis."

"Who?"

"Zayn."

"Zayn?" He looks at me up and down then shakes his head.

"What happened to you?"

"Why?"

-Louis

When Zayn said he would change his look I didn't think he was actually serious. The boy standing in front of me isn't the one I fell in love with.

This guy?

This guy is an imposter.

"Cookie?" He puts a plate in front of but I kindly decline. I'm still stunned at the fact that he doesn't have any piercings or eyeliner on. Dad comes back out then picks up the remote to the telly. Zayn looks over then perks up again.