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~Louis'~
"Louis....Louis....WAKE UP!" I spring up and fall of from the surface. I groan in pain. I look up and what do know? Blonde is smiling at me. "Fuck you Niall." I say as I lift myself from the floor and walk to the kitchen. "Someone is a morning person." Niall chuckles from the living room. I stick my hand out so Niall can see it and give him the middle finger. I hear movements come closer to me and then a plunk. I turn to see blonde looking at me like he's waiting for something. "What?" I quirk an eyebrow. "My breakfast....nevermind I'll get it." He moves past me and he opens the refrigerator.
"Louis, you're living like a pig."
"Why's that?"
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Niall gestures to my empty pantry, the pile of dirty dishes, the beer bottles on the floor, clothes thrown everywhere, and myself.
I shrug my shoulders and reach for my pack of cigarettes. Niall grabs them before I could. "Hey! Give them back!" I try to reach for them but there's no use. Whenever Niall lift things over his head , there's no chance for me getting them. I'm a fucking shrimp compared to him or anyone. "You know the rules, no smoking till Liam gets here." He puts them in his front pocket , knowing I won't reach in there. We do our regular routine; play Fifa for a couple hours, go out for lunch at the mall, and then Niall leaves. "Shit." I mumble to myself. Niall left with my pack. I sit down in one of the couches in the mall. Trying to focus on my own voice in my head. Too much talk. The voices are going crazy. I rub my temple with my hands. They don't stop. I need to relax. Louis, relax. Contain yourself. I feel a tap on, immediate reaction is flinch. I snap my head up and find Liam. Liam's eyes filled with worry and sympathy. "You alright?" He knows I'm not , he's just asking for pity. I nod , I don't wanna tell him off because I don't wanna cause fights. "C'mon mate." He wraps his arm around my should and leads me out of the building.
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Sorry if the chapter is short. When we get into the story , they'll be longer.
