Perfect // 1D AU ✓

Chapter 17

~Baby, I'm perfect,

Baby, I'm perfect for you~

It rained through the afternoon, and everyone was working hard. Liam eventually showed up, took a shower, then napped in the big bedroom. Louis noticed the dismal mood that surrounded them all, and then shut off the electricity, startling everyone.

"Power outage?" Niall asked, looking at his screen, which was still on, but all the lights were off.

"No, I did that." Louis said. "We're going to do something fun."

Harry scoffed at him. "I want to take a nap. That sounds like fun."

"Yeah, I just want to stay here." Zayn added. 

A couple minutes later, Louis had them all in the car, wrapped in blankets. Louis went to his apartment, and came back a couple minutes later with three skateboards. He put them in the trunk, and drove to the Pier 62 Skatepark. Niall was buzzing, and so was Louis.

"It's dark out. We're not supposed to be here." Liam shivered, regretting his fashion choice of shorts and a tank top. It was December now. And it had just started snowing. Louis thought that it was a pretty mild winter for the North.

"I have never skated before." Niall said, grabbing one of the boards. Louis began showing him some of the basics, and Harry and Zayn both grabbed a board, zooming up and down the ramps. Liam sat in the car, wrapped in a blanket, and then he moved to a bench.

"Storytime." Liam announced to the darkness. "It's my turn." Louis turned to him expectantly. "I got into a rough crowd in high school. Got into heroin and ecstasy very early. I've always been very against smoking, but I'm not going to like force you to stop or anything if I see it." That statement was mostly to Louis and Zayn, since both of them smoked cigarettes. "I went to college, to get a criminal justice degree, to become a police officer, but I flunked out. Met the mafia guys. I spent a lot of time with them, and they eventually shelled out the money for me to go back to school once I got clean for a bit, but it didn't work out. I went back to drugs. I couldn't go back to the mafia, after that, and my kidneys started dying, so I had to get off drugs, but I'm majorly broke, and I tried to rob a convenience store. Simon bailed me out. Wants to make my rap sheet go away. Get me into a good school. I said, what the hell? That's it. That's my life." Zayn was listening, but he pretended that he wasn't, and he decided to talk next, giving up the board to Louis.

"I'm Zayn. Hello. I was born in Virginia, and I left for MIT. Amazing school. I slept with my math teacher, who was a dude, and I got kicked out, and then I did some programming and stuff in South America, traveling around, and then I started up into hacking for money and stuff. I also used to do graffiti a lot as a kid, and I got busted for that, and Simon bailed me out. I have a pretty simple story."

"You slept with your math teacher? Zayn, that's bad." Harry said to him.

"He was so hot." Zayn was practically drooling thinking about him, and Liam clenched his fists, feeling his breathing become unnatural.

"Only Niall's left now." Louis said, coming back to where Niall was struggling on the board. "Your story, lad."

Niall seemed guarded, as Louis took the board. "You don't have to." Harry told him.

Niall nodded, and spoke anyways, pacing all the while. "I was born in Ireland, although my accent is faded now. I got into too many fights as a kid because I had a big mouth. When I finished school, I got a psychology degree, and started working as a therapist."