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Chapter 13: l

Chapter 13: L

"I don't want you going Louis." Zayn told him firmly, his hands placed on his hips as he stood by the door refusing to let Louis out. Louis groaned throwing his hands up in defeat, it was Ian's birthday and he had been planning to bring a bunch of people over to 'do drugs and party all night long' as advertised on the invite he received, "I'm sorry but i'm worried about you. You have seemed to be taking lots of drugs and being really careless lately and i don't want to lose you to some dumb substance"

"Everybody is going to this party Zayn, if i don't go i look absolutely ridiculous." Louis defended hoping he would eventually give in and let him go to the party, "and besides it's only one night"

"You aren't going and that's final. Do some homework, record a YouTube video, ask harry to that bloody carnival date i don't know. But i'm going to be at that party so don't even think about sneaking in" Zayn grumbled and opened the door, "Have fun"

Louis groaned loudly as Zayn shut the door behind him, looking at his boring apartment seeing there was absolutely nothing to do, if Zayn wasn't going to let him go to that party he would have one... alone, by himself. Picking up his phone he dialed the number to order some pizza, rolling his eyes at the employee who seemed to stumble over her words too much for his liking. When hanging up he walked to his couch, flopping down onto the soft fabric as he picked up the remote and flicked through the channels.

nothing.

nothing.

nothing.

Louis sat up bored, staring up at the stairs leading to his bedroom. He thought about what his principal had told him, telling him to make good choices and that he was showing symptoms of drug use. Maybe he could have a party that didn't involve alcohol and drugs? then again he wanted to do it out of spite, to prove to Zayn he could handle drugs, that he was like everybody else who seemed to do them without any effects weighing on them. A sudden knock of the door interrupted Louis' thoughts and he got up and walked over to the door, opening it to see Liam with a pizza in his hands.

"Oh hey Liam" Louis greeted and watched as Liam went from confused to recognizing him, "Didn't know you worked at a pizza place"

"You do now" Liam laughed and Louis handed him the money needed to buy the pizza, "You doing much tonight?"

"A party of my own, going to eat pizza and binge a bunch of movies. Maybe even catch up on homework but i doubt it" Louis told him and stared at Liam, "Your shift ending soon?"

"In an hour or so, don't like to keep count, watching the clock makes it go slower" Liam shrugged and handed him the pizza, "Anyways i have some more pizza's to deliver... have fun at your party, maybe Harry will see you at the bakery soon"

As Liam closed the door Louis heart raced when hearing Harry's name, did he talk to Liam about him? The thought of it made his heart flutter with excitement. Opening the pizza he grinned before sitting down on the couch and grabbing a slice of pizza, turning on the TV again in hopes of finding something to watch, something, anything.

nothing.

nothing.

nothing.

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Louis didn't mean for it to get this bad, really. He had no intentions of this whatsoever, but as he crumbled to the bathroom floor, head dizzy and body trembling. He only wanted a little bit, he only wanted to prove to Zayn that he was worthy of going to some dumb party, but at what cost? Now Louis was on the floor shaking feeling his body freeze up.

He remembered taking the first lot, feeling himself relax and enjoying himself as it took its effects, then he remembered the second lot, sitting on his bed trying to snort a bunch of it, loving the feeling it gave him. He didn't love the feeling now. Louis sobbed as he tried to sit up, collapsing back down onto the floor, he needed Zayn. As he crawled slowly to his phone he looked over to the bag of cocaine on his bed.

There was still more than enough there, over half the bag to be exact. If he was going to call Zayn he needed to hide it, quickly. Holding on to the side of his bed he lifted himself up, the energy decreasing rapidly as he grabbed onto the bag and opening his draw, shakily trying to place it underneath his underwear. Flopping onto his floor he felt himself begin to cry again, hating how much he let himself have. Only a little bit next time.

Picking up his phone he called Zayn, letting it ring on speaker as he could barely pick it up. Listening to it dial he felt the need to throw up, he crawled slowly back to his bathroom before feeling himself vomit before even making it halfway. Crashing onto the floor Louis sobbed heavily, he knew he wasn't going to overdose, he didn't take that much, he just took too much, that's all.

"Hello? Louis?" he heard from his phone, Louis looked over to his phone seeing how far away it was, holding back his tears he dragged himself towards the phone, "You there?"

"C-come over please" Louis muttered quietly, hoping it was loud enough for Zayn to hear, he needed an excuse and fast, he couldn't tell Zayn about the cocaine in his draw, he would take it off him and he couldn't let that happen, he needed it.

"I'll be over in a second, you're glad i didn't have anything yet." Zayn laughed before hanging up. Louis closed his eyes for a moment before opening them and staring up at the ceiling, seeing it go around in circles. He felt the vomit on his chin, drying up and smelling up the room, making Louis only need to do it again.

What could an excuse be? The pizza gave him food poisoning? It was too obvious it was drugs, his eyes were diluted and he was showing clear signs of cocaine use. He made someone come over and give him some? It wasn't like it was uber eats,he couldn't just ring someone up to give him cocaine. Maybe he could say it was his mums, that he found it in draw? But he didn't want to get her in trouble.

Another knock at his door caught him off guard, making Louis cry once again for how far he had to go to answer it. Trying to lift himself off the ground he sped to the door, holding onto the door handle for support as he felt his legs fall to the floor. He would never take this much drugs again. Sitting above the stairs he slowly made his way down, feeling more and more dizzy with each step. When he finally got to the door he opened it slowly, seeing Zayn rush to his side.

"Holy fuck... What happened- wait, are you high?" Zayn asked looking down at Louis ashamed, "Where did you even get drugs from? You know what that doesn't even matter for now, lets get you to the couch"

As Zayn helped Louis up he threw up onto the floor, causing Zayn to groan slightly. As they made their way to the couch he fell onto the cushion, his head feeling sore and his muscles aching from all the movement. Zayn sat next to him, rubbing circles along Louis's back, mumbling something under his breath that he could only just make out.

"I hate you for this, you need help"

"I-I don't need help. I'm not addicted" Louis told him firmly, staring up into Zayn's brown eyes.

"Then why have you been taking it so much lately, what do I have to do for you to stop?" Zayn pleaded, tears filling up in his eyes.

"I'll stop" Louis promised, eyes drooping down as he was sleepy.

"I hope so... i hope it's not too late for you to stop. God Louis you're an idiot. Why would you do this to yourself" Zayn cried and a tear fell down Louis cheeks, his eyes blurry as he fell asleep, darkness consuming him.

-

"Morning Louis, how are you feeling?" Zayn asked as Louis opened his eyes, his head throbbed in pain and his nose was on fire, "I got you some water and a blanket, I'm staying with you today"

"Zayn, 'm sorry" Louis mumbled half asleep, collective memories of throwing up and feeling faint coming back to him. It wasn't fair on Zayn, to have to deal with his slowly arising addiction, Louis was going to stop, no more drugs for him, ever, again.

"It's okay, just try to stop, for me okay? I'm worried bout you" Zayn smiled softly and ruffled Louis' hair softly, "Now lets get you all good for tomorrow, it's the day you ask Harry on that date"