✵Harry's POV✵
Drink number three. Fuck these are strong I thought wobbled searching for Zayn. Then I spot the familiar black quiff and I walk over and he’s talking to someone I go to turn back I didn't want to be a bother but he calls my name anyways.
“Hey Louis this was this was the guy I was talking about do you have any herbal remedies for him?” I looked at him with a puzzled look on my drunk face. He nods at me like I should trust the strange man. This Louis guy gave me some weird vibes he has more tattoos than me and i have a few but all tell a different tale, he had several different facial piercings a bit of scruff and gauges. But that's not what worried me it was his eyes a mesmerizing blue with a burst of green.
"Hey mate you alright?" The Louis guy said snapping me out of my thoughts as I realized I was staring at him.
"Um erm yea I'm fine just buzzed." I say finding my self looking away to avoid his gaze that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on ends.
"Yea this kids tough man so what about those remedies I was mentioning earlier?" He said patting my back making me wince through my fake dimples grin. Louis just narrows his eyes at me looking me up and down then motioning for us to follow him.
"Where are we going?" I asked trying not to sound worried but I was not even the strong liquor in this punch could tame my nerves.
"Stop being such a little bitch and go with it." And with that I followed with out another word my mind sobering up a bit as we walked into a black light closet and I see it. Marijuana.
"You sure the little bitch isn't gonna tell Malik?" Louis said harshly checking his plants.
"Yea sir he's chill." So this is how he's still in college.
"Well the little bitch looks like he's gunna shit his pants." He says grabbing a bag and smirking at me his blue green eyes glowing under the light. "Never seen weed before kid?" He said laughing a bit.
"I have." Yea in books you little puss what have I gotten myself into.
"You lie." He said staring into my eyes so intensely I could hear my heartbeat quicken.
"You brought me a bitch and a baby Malik if he fucking tells you know what's going to happen." He says through his teeth. A treat.
"Mr.Tomlinson sir I swear it's not going to come to that I promise right harry. buddy?" He said and I could hear. For the first time ever. I heard fear in Zayn's voice.
"Y-yes," shit I stuttered. "I won't I wouldn't I-"
"Just shut the fuck up and follow me." Louis said guiding me to another room in the massive building complex. We get in and the room is like a miniature living room.
"If you were wondering this is where the magic happens." he says grinning like a child on Christmas.
"Want me to roll one for us." Zayn asks eagerly.
"Fuck off Malik if the bitch is gonna have his first real blunt he's gonna have a good one made by me." He said flashing a smile that looked innocent but this man was anything but. Zayn sat back down looking a bit sad. I'm guessing Louis was his boss.
"So," Louis said clearing his throat. "Since this is your first one it's a treat courtesy of me its my finest smoothest easiest brew for your bitch lungs to handle.” he laughed pulling out his wallet and reaching in for a bill. He held the bill up to the dim lights of the room. It was a crisp 100 dollar bill. Two thoughts on that, What the hell! And this can't be sanitary... But I stayed quiet watching his skillful hands roll a perfect blunt. He lit the blunt handing it to me.
“Remember this isn’t a cigarette hold it in and don’t get it wet.” I nodd sucking in a puff and holding it for a bit and letting it out a small cough escaping as he grinned approvingly and nodding at me.
“Good for your first time take another hit and tell me how it feels.” I nod taking another ‘hit’ this time I don't cough. “atta boy now pass it to the left.” I passed the blunt to Zayn. Watching his cheeks hollow of course he’s a natural.
“Fuck Lou this shit is good.”
“Yea I know.” he said as the blunt was passed to him. I felt good wow thats good. I feel so relaxed.
“Mate how is it. Speak little bitch.” He says Smiling handing me the blunt I take a hit before answering.
“Real good thanks. I feel so-"
Yep he's high." Zayn chuckles.
"Fuck off mate." I say smoothly.
"Whoa kids got a kick Malik you picked a good one. I like the little bitch." He said as I passed the blunt as I exhaled my second puff.
"You are chill mate," he checked his watch. "Here I got some stuff to deliver you can have the rest of this as a gift. Come back here tomorrow, I hope see you then mate and Malik you make sure he doesn't bitch out." He said grinning handing me a small bag filled with his brew of weed along with papers.
"Wait so the party is over?" I asked slowly.
"Yea it's 2 in the morning." Zayn said calmly.
"Oh."
"Well go on leave see you tomorrow styles."
We went home and then I had a sudden craving for and American burger and onion rings.
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