Heartless

2. clubbing

Present

"I have a great plan." Zayn said with a smirk his finger gently playing with his perfectly shaved beard.

"Uh oh. Already?" Louis said uneasily. That smirk absolutely means no good. They have been through a lot to read him like an open book. "Will I get in trouble?"

"Let's just say," Zayn said smacking his hand not too harsh on Louis' shoulder. "-we're going clubbing tonight."

"Clubbing?" Louis asked confused. Zayn vowed to never take him clubbing again yet he's asking to go with him to the club?

"Don't give me that look, I know what I said." Zayn pulled away from Louis and stare in the emptiness of the room. "We are going to the exclusive ones, were the riches waste money on people. We find one asshole and we'll put the money to use."

"Together?" Louis asked skeptically. He doesn't even know why he's asking. He have always been the one to do the dirty while Zayn is the muscle and the brain.

"Or the prettier one would." Zayn starred at Louis with a serious expression. "Louis, you're not still thinking that I'm being unfair to you, are you? Baby look at me, I'm covered in tattoos, even if i try, no one is going to believe anything I say. Unlike you. You're beautiful. One innocent smile and it's game over."

"I just- I'm not going to sleep with them again right?"

"Er-- you know what," Zayn said walking back towards Louis putting his hands on either side of Louis' cheeks. "Only if it comes to that. But we'll get a lot of money in return and start our own record company and you can sing like you've always dreamed of."

"You mean like 'you've' always dreamed of?" Louis asked dragging out the 'you've'.

"Yeah. Same thing." Zayn shrugged as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"I just--" Zayn cut Louis off by connecting their lips into a slow kiss.

"You'll be alright." Zayn assured him not removing his hands from the younger boy's face. "Don't you trust me? Don't you trust your big brother huh?"
Louis just shrugged his lips in a thin line and let out a long and loud sigh.

"Okay. I'll do it."

~~~

"Do not go anywhere." Zayn said loading his gun and walked towards the door. "I'll be back soon."

"Where are you going." Louis asked already knowing, Zayn with a gun doesn't mean pretty.

"Somewhere." He spared Louis the details and open the door to leave. "Don't let anyone see you!" Is all he yelled back before closing the door behind him.

~

"You're back so soon." Louis breathed out when Zayn suddenly appeared in the room he was doing his hatha yoga in.

"I went shopping for tonight." He said throwing some clothes on the wooden bench in the middle of the room. Louis stood up and went to look at them.

"They have been just worn." Louis said above a whisper. "Whose are these? Zayn you said you would stop doing these kind of things."

"Hey. I let her live without any bruise. That's something. And she paid for dinner." Zayn plopped down on the old sofa holding out a takeout of McDonald's.

"Zayn!" Louis literally scolded.

"Yoh, don't give me the bitchy attitude now. It doesn't look good on you." He said holding out a cheese burger towards Louis and Louis took it hesitantly. "She was driving a jeep. She can buy herself another set of clothing and it was perfectly your size. Even the shoes."