No Place Like Home || Zouis

Zayn

I'm never one to push people away because I give chances, but only if I know they are going to stay. I don't like letting people in to know they are just going to leave a few moments later, it's worthless.

And it hurts. it hurts to know I wasn't worth more then a mare few shags and a cigar afterwords if I'm lucky. I've learned that feeling worthless is one of the most terrible feelings you could ever feel. worse than heart break because at least someone loved you for a little while.

So I'm hoping Louis doesn't want
More then a mare date, shag, and a cigar afterwards because that's home for me. it's all I'm use to and he can't teach me other wise.

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"Zayn can you work today?" my boss calls me as I slip on my skinnies.

"Not tonight, sorry" I work all the damn time I need this more than Louis wants this.

"Very well I'll see you Tuesday" he says and I hang up. I had just gotten out of the shower and was shirtless, I didn't want my hair getting my shirt - that I haven't decided on yet- to get wet.

I dried my hair and styles it in my normal quiff. seems plane but I can't afford to leave it down and let him have something of me that I only do on rainy days while reading a book. To personally and he could never afford it.

2 million dollars for a talk and he can afford it Yea right I think to myself as I scuff

I take my lavender purple sweater -that's actually Harry's- and slip it on. its a tad big around the arms so I have to fold them but it's fine because it fits well everywhere but.

My phone goes off and I read the message from Louis it says:

'From Lou
To Zayn

I'm almost there!'

I text back and ok as I go down stairs to retrieve my shoes. I decides on doc Martins, I slip them on as they are becoming a bit lose from all the wear. I should invest in a new pair but with my money situation I wouldn't even be able to afford a bike to get myself back and forth from work never mind new shoes.

I walk into the kitchen and make myself a cup of tea and a single piece of toast just in case I don't like where we are going. I spread Nutella on it and let my tea sit for a minute, as I take a sip and finish my toast there is a knock at the door. spilling my tea in the sink I walk over to the door and open it revealing a smily, well dressed Louis. he's wearing dark jeans that are cuffed at the bottom with a white button down and a jean jacket. the shirt and jacket are both cuffed to about his elbows and he's wearing black and white vans. he looks hot if I say so myself, he's trying out the whole quiff thing and I'm liking it if I'm honest.

"Hello beautiful" he greats me and kisses my cheek. he hands me flowers and I have to admit I may have blushed a bit. I take the flowers and set them in a vase next to the couch.

"You look nice" he says to me eyeing me up and down. he smirks and bits his lip and I eye him

"Thank you, you also don't look to shabby yourself".

The ride to the venue isn't to long but was very silent. I wanted to get to know Louis even if it was only for a little while. I wanted to get to know him on a personal level only because he seems like he has a story to tell. his eyes hold chapters apon chapters and his voice holds emotion to each word and I can't help but wonder what has made something so delicate so rough, makes me feel like I'm not the only one with problems.