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~Louis'~
"Hey, remember Zayn?" Liam says through the phone. "No." I plainly say. I do know who he is. I just wanna talk about him. He best friends with that prick. I never did understand their friendship. Zayn and I were close friends. He moved to America for his dream university. I wonder how he is. Liam sighs in the other end. He knows I'm stubborn. "Well, he's coming to visit us since he's done with school." I nod for a while, "Hello?" I forgot he can't see. Liam is always in my space. "I mean yeah." We say our goodbyes. I throw my phone on the couch. What am I going to do? Zayn probably hates me because I did something bad to Harry. I don't even know what I did wrong. Did give very little affection or too much. Did I never say I love you , did he think I didn't mean it? I head to shower since it's been a while.
I put on my jacket. The leaves are falling and its a little chilly. Halloween is in a couple of weeks. I still need to find a costume. I'm thinking of dressing up as angel. Gives me an excuse that I wanna wear white. The town is empty. Barely any cars. Dogs barking , fences rattling. Dry leaves scraping the streets. I see my destination. I get in the back of the building. "Hey, cuz!" Jerry slurs. Not surprised. He's been here ever since his girlfriend cheated on him. "Hey Jerry." I push past him and the loud beat of music gets louder. I move a black curtain and there's the party. Disco lights flashing everywhere. Sweaty people jumping on the dance floor. Alcohol everywhere. Maybe I should go back...."Hey Louis!" Shit.
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~Liam's~
Sent: Should I pick you up tomorrow?
Received: yea that be fine. Around 5 pm.
Sent: Okay
I'm really excited Zayn is coming to visit. We've haven't seen each other in years. I'm surprised he didn't change his phone number. Months later after Harry left, I gave up in trying to find them on social medias. Even I did find them, I wouldn't tell Louis. He'd rip my head off and he is violent. Very violent. One time a guy was calling Louis a faggot at the bar, Louis socked him right in the face. The man ended up having a broken nose. Everyone now knows not to mess with Louis Tomlinson. The rhythm of Mary had a little lamb was from my door. Niall. That's his code for 'I'm here bitch'. I open the door and there he is smiling like a goof ball.
"Niall." I simply nod, signaling to come in.
"Payne." He replies.
"Oh, so we're going to the last name game."
I smile, its impossible not to smile at Niall. He brightens anyone's day. "No, just acting like snobs."
I let out a little chuckle.
"Very good day sir." I play along with his shenanigans. "Pour me a Coca-Cola with ice. 3 ice cubes to be more specific." Niall snaps his fingers in my face. I scrunch my nose, he is my guest after all. I obey his orders and walk my way to give him the glass. I trip over my Xbox controller and fall forward. I look at the glass, its......empty? "Ehem." I hear Niall say. I move my eyes to his face and see the soda all over his face, dripping. I burst out laughing and highlighted boy does the same. All my worries slip from my head. Then, suddenly Niall's phone rings. "Hello?" He answers, I mouth him to put the phone on speaker. He does and then we hear "Mr. Horan, this is the police."
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Ooooh Two cliff hangers. I'll leave with that. See ya till next update!
