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Catch-22

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Liam Payne (yup an actual Liam POV)

"Why are you here?" The first thing Louis did when he came to my flat was to raid my fridge. I already knew why he needed my attention, but I wanted to know if he knew it himself.

"Because. This is the last day. Why do you not have beer in here?"

"Last day?" I asked, handing him a bottle of water.

"Zayn loves beer. You guys fighting again?"

"You just dodged my question." I scowled at him.

"Well you also dodged my question, so."

"We're not fighting, he drank the last one earlier and the reason why he isn't here is 'cause he had to run to the grocery to restock. Done. Your turn."

"I'm coming back to work tomorrow." He said, his tone a lot less excited than I expected. He loves his job. He loves the kids. I don't know why he can possibly not want to come back.

"So... Your last day... as a bum?"

"I wouldn't call it that. I mean I like that I'm finally working again, but I don't know. I'm a bit anxious? Maybe that's it?"

"Would it be that hard for you, though? I mean, Mate, that's the only job you've ever had in your life. And you love it. You love being around kids. You've only lost your memories but you know they love you just as much. You'll be okay." I assured him.

"Okay." He replied.

That was quick.

I was expecting the conversation to be a bit longer 'til it reaches my main, final pep talk. He'd usually disagree with me, knowing how stubborn he is.

"You okay?" I asked. Because he probably isn't.

"Yeah. Just a bit tired, 's all." He tapped my back. He hasn't done it for a while, but his actions only mean one thing.

He wants a piggyback ride.

It's not that I don't want to do it, I really don't mind, but the very first time he did it was in high school, I already hated it. But I always end up doing it for him anyway. And he doesn't usually ask other people for it. It's a bestfriendship thing. You can cringe at that.

[FLASHBACK:

"Do I really have to do this?" I carried Louis on my back. His track championship's just finished and he won his very first gold medal.

"It's not like I can ask anyone else to do this, Li. My legs have given up on me. You're gonna have to drag me around if you don't want me on your back. Which isn't wide enough, by the way. You need to work out." He complained, in the most Louis way possible.

"Says the track and field athlete whose legs have given up after a game,"

"You mean a track and field champion, Liam. And in case you didn't notice because you were too busy ogling over Vernon, I ran five laps. You'd probably be dead if you attempted to walk even just half of it."