X & Y

Prologue

The stuffy compartment has 5 more minutes left in the air. The seats are plush, the rug is soft and everything just absolutely stinks of first class membership. Louis abso-fucking-lutely loathes it.

It isn't what the poshness is really. He's not an idiot. Louis knows how nice everything is and how much everything costs, but it's what it means.

It's great sure, extra feet room and all, but none of that changes the reason why he's sitting in this overly plush chair.

The obnoxious, dyed blonde sits next to him. Loud and excited and ready to take on the world practically.

He glares. He looks back. The loud boy then sticks his tongue out playfully at Louis and laughs.

Louis is appalled.

"C'mon, Uni won't be that bad. I'm telling you!" He grins.

Louis scoffs. How can he say that?

"Fine ya big oaf." Louis finally lets his upset demeanour fall slightly.

He's about to continue when the pilot makes the announcement for landing. Voice far too cheery for Louis's taste.

They wait a few more minutes in silence before getting up.

The silence isn't relaxed, but isn't quite tense either. It's anxious and nervous. Mixing from the two boys, or men I should say, about to enter Uni. A posh school that's great for education, suck ups, and the rich.

It's awkwardly prestigious and quite distasteful if you ask Louis.

It's costs more then this plane probably.

No pressure, of course.

They both transferred this year together from a more local school in their area.

"Niall, get your fat ass up and move." Louis wills the fake blonde and slowly, but surely they get out of the cramped plane.

Niall is practically bouncing.

"Do you have to take a piss or something?" Louis finally asks.

"No you cunt, I'm just excited." Niall grins and Louis shakes his head.

It wasn't fondly. If you ask him he won't say it was even close to the retched thing called caring.

They continue to walk and Niall pulls his phone out of the pocket of his torn jeans.

"I'm gonna call Mark, yeah?" Niall looks to Louis and he nods.

Mark is Niall's driver. A scruffy guy who seems quiet, but has always been quite nice to Louis.

He doesn't know how Mark got here before them, but Louis just goes with it.

"He's five minutes away" Niall nudges Louis playfully and he gives him an eye roll.

Don't get Louis wrong though. He loves Niall, more then he's willing to admit. The two grew up together starting in grade 2 when Niall moved from somewhere in Ireland.

Louis never asked to be spared the details.

Doncaster is their hometown. A quiet town not worth staying in. Louis knew he had to leave.

It was hard though; his sisters were the worst thing to leave behind.

His past is blurry and not worth talking about according to Louis.

Even as close as Louis refuses they are, even he doesn't know about what the pessimistic boy has gone through.

When Mark finally pulls up in a glowing white porsh (Louis didn't scoff I assure you) the duo gets in. Ready for the start of their new fancy lives.

Yay.

A/N: The excitement I have for the story is crazy. I hope you enjoy. Being committed to this story is my New Years resolution. Let's hope I don't totally fail.