Human

Wheels on the bus

"Louis man, am I passing it to you?" David asked.

Louis laughed before grabbing the joint that was handed to him, taking a long drag and blowing the smoke back out of his mouth. He was hanging out with his friends, though, he didn't actually know if he considered them friends, more so people he hung out with whenever he wanted to get drunk, or high, or both, though he wouldn't recommend both, unless you want to die for a couple of hours. If he was being honest, he didn't really like this anymore, I mean they were 22, in college, they shouldn't be doing this stuff almost every night anymore, right? Or was he just being dumb? Was his mother actually getting to him? He shrugged as he took a sip of beer and another drag before passing it along.

His hand went over the hickeys that were still on his neck, meaningless hookups, another thing louis wasn't sure he wanted anymore, don't get him wrong, it usually felt great, but he thought he was ready for the real thing now, he'd never been in a proper relationship before.

It was hard though, he didn't know how to quit this 'lifestyle', if he could call it that, he did love some of the people around him, just not their habits anymore.

He felt a chill run down his body and hugged his denim jacket closer to his body, that's another thing, couldn't they just do this inside someone's house? Why did it always have to be outside?

Zayn hugged him from behind then, laughing and hiding his face into his neck. Louis smiled, Zayn, Zayn was great, he'd known him for so long now, that's when he felt a sharp pain shoot through his chest. Annoyed, he slapped Zayn's hand. "I just got that pierced you dickhead", he whined as he rubbed over his nipple.

"Oh that's right", Zayn laughed, "just one question, why the fuck?"

"It looks good", Louis shrugged, "you wouldn't understand".

"Yea Whatever man, care to join me?"

"Where are we going?"

"Night shop, we're getting more beer".

Louis sighed but got up nevertheless, following Zayn to the sketchy shop, it always smelled so weird in there, and the cashier always looked like he had just murdered someone, Louis wouldn't put it past him. The beer was cheap though, and sometimes the guy slid them a free pack of cigarettes, just because. Louis was convinced the cashier had the hots for Zayn, but he kept that to himself. Mostly because everyone had the hots for Zayn and he didn't need his ego stroked any more than it already was, but also because it would freak him out and Louis would lose his free fags.

"That pack is mine now", he said as soon as they got out of the shop. Zayn handed it to him without saying a word.

"You alright mate?" He asked.

"Yea, fine", Zayn shrugged, "just tired".

"Alright what's up, you don't just get tired", Louis commented, motioning for Zayn to stay back a little longer and explain.

"Things aren't going good between me and Gigi", he admitted, stealing a cigarette out of the pack and waiting for Louis to be done with the lighter.

Louis smiled as the smoke entered his lungs, this was so much better than drinking, oh right, Zayn's problem. "Well, what's up between you guys then?"

"I just don't think she's happy anymore", Zayn said, "I mean, we try, and we go on dates and stuff, but it's like it isn't enough, like I'm not enough".

Louis wrapped his arms around a now crying Zayn.

"I know you don't want to hear this right now", Louis whispered, "but I think it's time to let her go".

"But I love her".

"I know you do babes", he said as he pressed a kiss to his cheek, "but I know you yourself notice that this isn't going anywhere".

Zayn nodded and wiped his eyes.

"Let's get you fucked up tonight, we'll figure this mess out tomorrow, I can't have my best friend feeling sad".

"Those wankers barely even share their weed, what are we going to get faded from?"

Louis pulled out a little baggy, "you know this is only for special occasions Z".

"Pills?"

"Pills!"

Both boys took 2, walking around until they found the car again. By then they were giggling messes. Someone had started playing music and the two of them just went crazy, dancing and jumping around, feeling like they were king of the world. This, this Louis did love. But he knew it wasn't good, and certainly not healthy. He wasn't going to care about that right now though, right now he was going to care about why his feet weren't touching the ground anymore, was he actually flying? He frantically looked around before realising he was on Zayn's back. He threw his arms in the air, yelling a bit more before he fell on the ground.

Zayn laid down next to him, still laughing as well. "Sorry for dropping you", he giggled.

"I'll get mad at you when I'm sober".

"Deal".

Louis rolled closer to him, till he felt Zayn's arm wrap around him.

"Mmh I love you man", Louis moaned.

"I love you too man, no homo though".

"Yes homo".

"Alright homo", Zayn laughed again.

"Why can't you be gay", Louis whined.

"Dunno babes, but you're the first guy I'm going to if that ever changes".

"That means a lot Z, thanks".

"'S What bro's are for hey".