Two of Us // l.s

Vain Bastard

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Louis POV

I honked the horn 3 times; seriously how long did it take for him to do his hair?

Vain Bastard, I muttered under my breath. I watched as my best friend, stumbled out the door one shoe in one hand the other loosely on his foot as the closed the door with his other hand. I couldn't help but laugh as he missed a step, tripping on his shoelace and rolling down the stairs headfirst. We were going out to the pub. I just wanted to get absolutely hammered with alcohol, so I could forget everything that happened with Harry.

"Ouch, my bum," he said getting into the car.

I let out a chuckle.

"Not funny Tomlinson." He grumbled, rubbing his ass.

It was probably bruised, but not as bad as his ego.

"It is funny, it's hilarious actually if you had spent less time on your hair then you would not have been in a rush and fell on your ass."

"If you had been a nice friend who wasn't so impatient then I would not need to rush, therefore you are the reason I fell on my ass."

"So now it's my fault?"

"Exactly."

"Who are you trying to impress anyway?" I asked teasing him.

"No one. Why can't I just look good for myself." He said bitterly.

"Alright calm down, bloody hell," I replied.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before Zayn spoke up,

"Hey have you noticed something weird going on with how Harry has been behaving lately, ever since that morning at breakfast a week ago, just wondering if you had anything to d-"

"What do you mean? Why do you think I have anything to do with it. It's not my fault! Harry and I barely speak to each other" I snapped back.

Does he know something?

"Jesus Christ chill bro."

I let out a deep breath.

"Sorry, I just was caught off guard."

"It's fine, you see this morning something happened-"

"What?!" I asked concerned.

"I was going to tell you before you interrupted me-" he said rolling his eyes.

"What happened this morning is he ok?" my voice was shaking, higher-pitched than usual.

"I don't know dude, I walked in on him in the toilet and he looked like he had been crying loads, and when I came in he looked guilty. I also noticed a toothbrush next to the toilet on the floor."

A toothbrush? Ew gross.

I didn't think Harry was the type to do that honestly.

"Well no wonder he looked guilty and had tears in his eyes, he was probably shoving the toothbrush up his ass Zayn, you idiot. How naughty of you to walk in on him like that." I laughed before Zayn could say anymore.

I looked at Zayn to see he wasn't laughing; his face was still serious.

"What else would he have been doing?" I asked confused.