Even Angels Have Their Demons | l.s.

Chapter 16

There's something about Fridays that ignites excitement within students. There's still a few hours left before anyone can leave, but there's a buzz in the atmosphere regardless. However, it's most likely due to the fact that Halloween is this weekend. Louis had forgotten entirely about the mentioned festival, as his thoughts have been a steady stream of Harry. But when Louis entered into first period this morning, Niall already had a list of three parties they could attend to celebrate.

"Niall, I'm not going."

"Why?"

"I don't have an outfit. I honestly forgot about it."

"Just wear all black and be a ninja or some shit."

"Fine whatever. I'll figure it out."

"So you're coming?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"No."

"Good. Glad that's settled."

"Everyone's meeting at me house tomorrow at four. We'll eat dinner, get dressed, and go."

"Alright sounds good."

In truth, Louis has always loved celebrating Halloween. Aside from Christmas, it's his favorite holiday. However, without his friends from home, and without his family who used to carve pumpkins and bake apple pies every year, it's just not the same. He doesn't want the fact that it makes him miss home like crazy, to deter him from having fun though. While Louis hasn't wanted to go out for the past couple of parties, he does want to go out for this. The only thing he'll need to acquire is a costume, and if the person he's thinking of can help him out, he may have a good (and free) idea in mind.

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"Zayn!"

After their class with Harry, Louis runs a few paces ahead to grab onto Zayn's arm, and walk with him to Art.

"Hey, sorry. Wasn't thinking there for a minute."

"It's all good, Z. I know you wouldn't leave me behind on purpose."

"Yeah so, what's up?"

"Well, Niall's already bugged me about Halloween."

Zayn rolls his ebony irises in annoyance, "That boy is a menace."

"Yes, but anyways, I think I know what I want for my costume, but I'd need your help. Since you have artistic talent and what not."

"Okay, just text me a picture of what you want, and I think that'll be fine."

"Cool. Thanks, mate."

"Course."

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Harry had been gone since Friday afternoon and well into Friday night, that Louis had fallen asleep before he came home. When the Demon disappears like that, Louis wants to ask where he's going, but on the other hand, he probably doesn't want to know. If it's anything illegal or just morally wrong, Louis would feel inclined to intervene. As horrible as it is, in this case, ignorance is bliss. However, when Louis wakes up the following morning to Harry up and making breakfast, to say he's surprised is an understatement.

"Are you cooking?"

"Yes," Harry smiles over a hot pan of pancakes.

"For who?"

"For you."

"Really?"

"Yes, Lou. Now sit down so I can serve you. They're just plain, I hope you don't mind. We didn't have chocolate chips."