~If you like to do whatever you've been dreaming about,
Baby, you're perfect (x2),
So let's start right now~
This time, Louis walked with the crowd in early morning traffic, struggling with his heavy backpack full of cash. He was still wearing Adidas, but he was different now. Smoking a little less. Loving a little more. "Zayn!" He called, as he spotted the darker man across the street. He looked a whole lot better than he had yesterday morning.
"Lou!" Zayn called, waiting for his friend on the other side of the crosswalk. "Doing good?" Louis smiled and nodded at Zayn.
"Still tired as a dog, but...i'll sleep when I'm home." Zayn looked in the general direction of the building they had shared for the last month. "I hope I never see that place again." Louis laughed.
Zayn smiled. "A couple more minutes, and then we'll be free."
The two walked into Simon's building, taking the elevator all the way up to his office. "Here for Simon. Louis and Zayn." The secretary nodded at them, and they sat with their large backpacks.
"Liam's alright." Louis said, surprised that Zayn hadn't asked about him.
Zayn smiled. "That's good."
"Are you good? One plane ride without Liam was enough to make you forget him?"
"There was a really hot guy on the flight. And I may have joined the mile high club."
"Zayn Malik, you absolute argh!" Louis was full of so many emotions at once. "That's illegal!"
"Only if you get caught. And we didn't." Zayn looked so happy. "He's so hot. And he's funny. Definitely my type. I got his number. And his instagram."
"And Liam?"
"Who's Liam?" Zayn laughed.
Simon's door opened, and Louis stood up, motioning for Zayn to follow him. "Well, you didn't completely screw up, and it looks like there's a lot of cash here."
"Yeah, sorry about all the stuff we did mess up. Liam's okay, though. We took him to the hospital, got him checked out, and I spoke to some of the flight attendants, told them to watch him and stuff."
"Good, good. Well, Louis. This is it. No more jobs?"
"Yes, Simon. I'm out."
Simon nodded. "And Zayn, you're free too. And it's your choice to pick up the phone if I need you again."
"I'll hold you to that, Simon." Zayn shook Simon's hand. "Thanks for everything. I've got a flight to catch, but, bye Louis!"
Louis and Simon were alone now, and it was clear that both of them had more to say. "Thanks." Simon said simply. "You're an amazing man, Louis. If I build a branch in the UK, I'll hire you as a secretary or something." Louis rolled his eyes. "If you want to use me as a job reference, go ahead. And, I'll send a little present for your daughter. Expect your money soon, Louis."
"Yeah. Thanks for everything, Simon. Even if it didn't all go as planned." Louis went to the door, and gripped the frame. Then he went back and shook Simon's hand. "I don't care what they say. You're a good man, no matter what you've done or how you've done it."
As Louis disappeared out the door, Simon called out, "I hope I never see you again!"
"Same goes for you, Simon!"
And thus Louis Tomlinson walked out of that office, headed towards the rest of his life. One that he was sure was going to be Perfect.

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Perfect // 1D AU ✓
Fanfiction{BOOK ONE} Five criminals are recruited by a businessman to rob a casino. Harry's the getaway driver with bad health who ultimately always runs away. Louis is the expert - robbing banks has become his past time as he becomes a model and prepares for...