We Live Together [fanfic]

Louis

The thing with Niall, it works. It works really well. The sex is great, Niall's so laid back that there's no drama even when Louis wants drama. It's casual, convenient and it's working. It's working really fucking well until Louis realises he's been living in Niall's house for a month.

"This is not 'a little bit untidy' you're a fucking slob Tommo," Niall shouts as he tosses Louis' towel out of the bathroom.

Louis is not a morning person or a night person, he's a sleep person really and he's not had enough to deal with this fight again. He drags himself out of bed groaning as loudly and dramatically as he can, ignoring the laughter wafting in from the bathroom. He picks the towel of the floor and tosses it at the laundry basket, a little bit proud when it lands in without any trouble. He schools his smile into a pout before he turns to face Niall.

"Pick it up to start with mate and we wouldn't have a problem," says Niall wandering from the bathroom wearing nothing but the towel loosely draped around his waist.

Instead of answering Louis flops back onto the mattress and buries his head under the duvet partially to avoid seeing the moisture dripped from the hair on Niall's chest but mostly because he's really fucking tired.

"When're you leaving?" says Louis his voice muffled in the bedcovers.

"Could ask you the same question," Niall and it's a joke but it's one that hits a little too close to home.

They've had the same conversation before, of course they have. It always ends with them messing up Niall's perfectly made bed and Louis not leaving. Sex is a pretty good way to avoid dealing with anything but now Niall's leaving to go on tour, not for a couple of weeks but for months, and Louis is still in his house. It's kind of impossible to ignore that he's basically living at Niall's house.

"You almost ate fries last night Neil, FRIES! You can't have fries. Can't be trusted on your own obviously."

"They were your fries!" Niall yells.

And yeah, okay they were Louis fries that he'd order in the middle of the night after arriving home, back to Niall's place, off his face. When Niall had tried to take one Louis had grabbed it back and stuffed the rest of the fries into his mouth all at once. Niall didn't think that was funny but he did laugh when Louis was vomiting them back up five minutes later. Little shit.

"I don't have a funny tummy like you yeah," says Louis trying for contrite.

Niall's face softens before breaking into a wide smile, "your tummy was pretty funny last night mate."

"Fuck off," Louis shouts tossing a pillow at Niall crying mercy when Niall jumps on top of him in retaliation.

Niall's a terrible roommate, Louis thinks. He's an absolute clean freak and honestly Louis can't keep up with. Louis can't believe he lives with him. He can't believe he likes living with him. Louis also cannot believe he's making the bed after he gets up because he knows Niall gets annoyed when he doesn't.