The Demons Inside. [ZM AU]

Ch: 31 || Drunk.

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[Louis]

It was late afternoon and I had just come back from picking up my little sister from school, going back to my old primary brought back old memories of Harry, Liam and I as the strong three musketeers we were. I remembered how many fights I broke up between Harry and Zayn. They truly hate each other, you can just see it whenever they look at one another. There isn't one time that they've showed love to one another; and I don't think there ever will be.

"Lou. Where's Eleanor?" Phoebe looked at me curiously with innocent blue eyes. I loved my sisters all to bits, but to be honest Phoebs will always secretly be my favourite. We have this bond. She is the one I can really talk to if I'm upset. She may be so much younger then me, but she acts older then her age.

"Um. We broke up... We found out we weren't... right for one another." I sighed at the memory of Eleanor on top of Tom and how I felt inside. Of course I jumped to conclusion and thought Tom had done what she had lied about; but then my conscious guided me down the right path.

"Oh Lou. It's okay, I never liked her anyway! Yeah, she was really pretty but she wasn't smart was she? She wasn't nice either! I only said I liked her because I knew you really liked her. Your princess is out there Louis, don't worry!" Phoebe wraps her arms around my waist and I bed down so I can hug her.

She was right though, Eleanor sure was pretty but she wasn't clever nor was she nice. I don't know what I even saw in her. Phoebs was right; my princess is out there and I just have got to look. For now, I've got my sisters and mother.

And that's all I need.

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"LOUIS."

Holy cow, speaking of the devil.

My sister was tugging my arm as if to warn me that she was coming, but I already knew she was. I could just sense the atmosphere was tensing and the flowers were wilting. What the hell does that slut want though, is the question? I've already decided I'm done with her.

"LOUIS. HI." she seems to have been running to catch up with me... either that, or she's just had sex with someone. Which would make sense since is a SLUT.

"What the hell do you even want?!" I grumbled, keeping my distance away from her and my sister. Phoebe doesn't need to be near this cow. She is so right, I can do so much better then her.

So what if she's practically flawless with long layered chocolate brown hair and plump pouty pink lips that fit perfectly with mines? So what if she is compatible with me and everyone wants us to be together? So what if I loved the way our bodies fitted together when we cuddled, and I was the only person who could cheer her up when she was down? I'm over her. I'M FREAKING OVER HER, OKAY?

"Gosh, what's with your tone? Calm your man period down. Geez." Danielle caught up with us and I rolled my eyes at yet another slut. The cow that broke one of my mate's heart.... my dead mate, might I add. Urgh, I don't want to remember his dead body in my arms, his blood staining my skin. Urgh.

"Don't you dare tell em what to do. You have no right to talk to me anyway. I hate both of you." I tell them bluntly but with a voice full of truth.

"Okay then. Soz Scrooge. We just wanted to ask you one question then you go out your way to hate people and Christmas-"

"-Lou doesn't hate Christmas! He gets presents the day before because of his birthday, and then he gets more presents because of Christmas the day after, so he doesn't hate it!" my sister spoke logic that the two idiotic people decided to ignore. How rude?