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N I A L L

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"Hi Boo," Louis' mom, Jay, greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, "How was school?"

Louis smiled as he toed his shoes off, "It was good." Once Louis had his shoes off, he turned to me, "Mom, this is my friend Niall. Niall, this is my mom."

I smiled, "Hi Mrs. Tomlinson."

Jay smiled and pulled me into a hug, "Oh no, it's Mrs. Deakin. But please, call me Jay." Jay pulled away, a smile still on her face.

"Where is everyone?" Louis asked Jay. I took this time to look around the house.

Louis' house was a pretty modern home. There were pictures of the family hanging around pretty much everywhere you looked. By the looks of it, Louis had a really big family. Louis' house also had a very comfy feeling to it, which I deeply enjoyed.

"Dan took all the twins out to the park and Lottie and Fiz are out with some friends." Jay said, straightening up the shoes by the door.

Louis nodded then gave Jay one more kiss on the cheek before taking me up to his room. When we got there, I didn't waste any time tossing my bag to the floor and flopping down on to my back on Louis' bed, which was very comfortable.

Louis laughed as he placed his bag next to mine on the floor, "Really? Get your lazy ass up, we have work to do."

I mumbled something incoherently before sluggishly getting off of Louis' bed to grab my bag. Once both of us had our bags, we took out our math work and got started.

...

It didn't take us long, well, it didn't take me long to finish my math, but I helped Louis along the way.

Now, the two of us were watching reruns of Pretty Little Liars on Louis' tv. I had my back against the headboard of Louis' bed, and Louis was laying down on his stomach, his legs up and his feet crossed in the air.

As we were watching tv, I couldn't help but let my eyes drift to Louis. To be honest, I thought that Louis was quite attractive, and you would have to be blind to think otherwise. But I could never like Louis. Not that I thought something bad about my new friend, it was just the simple fact that I could never see myself with Louis.

Though the thing that really stuck out to me was the amount of tattoos that Louis had. Louis' right forearm was covered with multiple tattoos.

From what I could see, Louis had tattoos on his ankles and one on his right wrist, and I was positive that Louis had even more.

I knew that Louis had most of them for a reason. There was some story for the giant bird, there was some story for that large compass, there was some story for the rope. All of Louis' tattoos held their own, individual story and I was dying to know about them.

But, that was for another time. Right now, Louis needed to tell me about Zayn.

"Louis," I said, breaking the little moment of silence we had during a commercial. Louis hummed a response, "Why do you not like Zayn?"

Louis sighed and laid next to me, "I-It's a long story."

I took out my phone and checked the time, "It's only 4:30, I've got time."

Louis groaned, but reluctantly began his story.

~*Flashback*~

*Last Year*

L O U I S

I sat down on a bench in the school building as I continued to wait for my best friend, Zayn. Zayn had told me earlier that he wanted to go and check something before the both of us could head out to get pizza, then go to his house for a sleepover. It was something that the two of us would always do every Friday.