Louis POV:
For my luck the bus comes too late so I’m able to catch him. This was scarce. Clara looks like one of the cutest, loveliest and primarily most innocent girls I’ve ever met. I don’t think that she’s something like an angel but I like her and I don’t think she would appreciate it when it turns out that Liam and I had been totally jerks towards her cousin. Don’t get me wrong. I have nothing against this kid and I never had done something like this to him before. But it happened and it looks and is completely shit. For the future I really want to avoid this subject. I don’t know how, I don’t know if Harry would tell her and mainly I don’t know how nosy Clara would be in this matter. But for today I have to do other things besides thinking about ‘What if…’.
On my way back home I stop at Tesco to buy some groceries for tonight’s dinner. Within 15 minutes I’m done with shoving bunch of spaghetti packages and tomato sauce into my shopping basket. To make things clear we eat something besides spaghetti but Liam doesn’t have a large array of cooking skills.
After a few minutes of walking I enter our flat.
“Guys.” I shout. “I’m back.”
No answer.
I put the bags at the kitchen table and walk over to Liam’s room. The door is open and the room behind empty. I frown, turn around and head over my room. It’s empty too.
‘Where are they?’
Not that I’m worried or something. Only confused.
I go back to the kitchen and take a seat, grab my mobile and dial Zayn’s number.I wait. And wait. And his answerphone turns on. I sigh and try the same at Liam’s. After the fifth beep I’m nearly about to hang up when Liam’s voice yells into my ear.
“Hellooooo?”
“Hey Liam. Where are you? Is Zayn with you?”
“Yesssssss Louiiiiiiiiiiis. We are at the funeral. Come over. It’s fun.”
I’m distracted. Really distracted.
“Li? Which funeral?”
He bursts out in laughter.
“What’s so funny you idiot?” I ask him in disgust. Sometimes he can be such a rude bastard. What can be so incredible funny about a funeral, please? And by the way: Why is he drunk at a funeral.
“Louiiiiiiiiiis. It isn’t a real funeral. We’re in a pub called ‘The Funeral’” He laughs his ass off.
‘Hahaha. What a funny guy.’
“Wow Li. This is epic. So is Zayn with you or not?” I’m a bit unnerved by now.
“Louuuuuu Louuuuuuuu. Don’t be such a buzzkill.” He giggles like a little girl.
“I’m only coming if you tell me.” I really don’t want to fight with him right now.
A short silence. He must be really drunk if he is that childish. Because I know Liam’s entire stadiums of drunkenness. First of all there is ‘open sexually’ Liam. After a few shots comes ‘rude’ Liam, who plays games with everyone. Then comes deep Liam, who cries a lot. And in the end, when he’s nearly about to spit, comes ‘The-Childish-Liam’. And that lets me worry about him.
“Ok.” He grumbles. “He’s here. Are you coming now?” No the baby is back.
“Yes… where is this place?” I sigh. I can’t leave them on their own. I’m not a bad friend.
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