Night Changes // l.s.

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[HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS I MEAN ZAYN lol jk it's Jesus rlly tho]

Louis was so tired on Monday, a week post Harry's departure and he thinks it was because he hadn't been eating well. It wasn't his fault, really, he just lost his apatite sometimes and he's been through this before so he knew it was just a phase.

He had classes all day and he really didn't want to go but he did want to be successful and this was one of the only ways - best way, really - to achieve at that.

Louis decided for a simple look today. Vans, black skinny jeans and a cream jumper. His hair was swept to the side and his glasses adorned his face, reminding him to refill his contacts prescription soon. He put his satchel bag on his shoulder and left the flat.

Being on campus is really one of Louis' favourite moments of the day, because he got to walk around and see other college students relaxed in the grass, reading, some playing music, some doing homework or studying for exams. Campus life was number two on Louis' List of things to Love in Life.

Harry was number one.

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"Bloody hell, Niall, what happened?"

When Louis opened the door of his flat later that night, he expected it to be the Chinese takeaway he had ordered (which is so late and he better get it for free) but instead he was face to face with a bloody, beaten Niall.

"Just help me, Lou, please?"

Louis had nodded frantically before helping Niall limp into the flat. Instead of the couch, Louis lead Niall to the guest bed and laid him down.

"Now, what happened?"

"I was at a bar and this girl started chatting with me and, like, it was going great, but then this guy walks up saying he's her boyfriend and he fucking jumped me in the alleyway with his loser friends," said a pissed Niall.

Louis sighed, looking at Niall's swollen lips. He walked to the laundry area and grabbed a wash cloth and a towel. Niall's gonna be so sore in the morning if he didn't let some steam get to him. This was a trick Louis heard from his mother - when she didn't know he was gay. The steam and hot water can relax muscles very well.

Louis quickly proceeded back into the room that the Irish lad occupied, but froze when he noticed a frame in his hand. He knows exactly which picture that is too. It's the one where the whole gang, including the girls, went to the beach in Cancun to celebrate the boys' arrival back from Iran.

"Ya'know, I just realised that they won't be back until four days before your birthday," said Niall.

"Yeah," Louis sighed, dragging the wash cloth over the side of Niall's face, "just Harry, though. Liam and Zayn get back on the first of December."

"Well, fuck mate, that's not fair."

"I know, but they have higher positions then Harry and -"

"So! That's still not fucking fair," Niall shouted.

"Ni, stay still."

"Why aren't you mad, Louis? You're just letting this blow over."

"Well, what do you want me to do, Niall? Write a letter to Queenie?" Louis sighed, dragging the rag over his lips, making him wince. This is nothing new. Niall got bullied a lot before in his early university days and Louis was always there to help him. Niall is like the little brother Lou never had, so it didn't bother him in bit.

Niall just sighed. It was useless to argue with Louis, because he's almost always right.

"Have you got any food?" Niall asked after a moment of silence.

"I ordered Chinese takeaway, but it hadn't gotten here yet. Take this," a pill was placed in Niall's hand, "and I'll be right back."

Niall was soon sitting comfortably in Louis' tub, his head resting on a towel that was folded on the edge of the tub. Louis added bubbles and some of Harry's coconut bath beeds.

"Thanks, Louis. You're the best."

"You don't have to say thank you, Niall, you know that."

"Does that mean I get Chinese too?"

"Duh," and Louis rolled my eyes, happy to finally have some good company.

【an; #short sorry
bh .x】