Cuts and bolts ls

chapter three

"Ready?"

Liam threw his keys into the air. He tried to catch them with one hand but failed miserably, flapping his arms around to clutch them to chest. What an idiot. 

"Yeah, let's go."

I quickly turned, glancing at room 14 on the way out and wondering what the hell he does when I'm gone. Probably humping his pillow to the thought of fucking his latest female victim, freak.
We met Zayn and Niall in the office (introducing them to Matt) before heading to the car park.

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"Zayn you said you knew where you parked it," I whined, dramatically leaning on Liam for support. He put his arm around me to guide me as I buried my head into his shoulder, lifting me over curbs so didn't face-plant the floor. 

"Shut up I know where I parked it, it's here somewhere," he said, more to himself than me.

"Well obviously it's here somewhere this is the bloody carpark, the question is where."

Zayn turned around at this to give me a death stare, and I couldn't help but feel a little proud of myself. Mission annoy Zayn complete.

"I'm hungry, must consume pizza," Niall moaned whilst Zayn ran ahead to get a better view of the parking lot.

"Doesn't Zayn have a nice arse?" Liam said to Matt, who blushed furiously.

He suddenly realised he'd crossed the line making him feel uncomfortable, it was so easy to forget what was socially acceptable to say for us, was different for other people.

I ignored the comment and took advantage of the fact Zayn wasn't walking with us, unhooking Liam's arm from around my body.

"Niall, my roommate is a shit," I said quietly, walking closer to him.

The Irish boy gave me a worried look and went to speak but I interrupted.

"But you cannot tell Zayn, you know what he's like. He'll have the bloody police banging the door down before I've even finished telling him."

"Is it really that bad?"

I shook my head, making sure Zayn was still ahead. He was standing on his tiptoes to look over the rows of cars in order to find his own.

"No it's not that bad. Well... He cornered me and ignores me- he refused to tell me his name at first."

"He cornered you? Lou that's serious, that's violent."

"What's violent?" Zayn asked quickly, I didn't notice he came back over.

"Niall in bed," I quickly said, without thinking.

"Oh yeah, I would know," he joked, ruffling Niall's hair.

I didn't need to look to know that Matt was blushing again.

"Woah there, what did I just hear?" Liam shouted from behind.

"That's right, Zayn's cheating on Perrie. He's having an Irish love affair- ow!" Niall punched me in the arm to shut me up, that pretty much sums up our relationship. That actually hurt.

I stopped to wait for Liam whilst rubbing my sore arm, scowling when I saw he was laughing at me.

"Told you Niall could punch," I murmured.

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"Louis I swear. If you poke me one more time I'm going to strangle the shit out of you."