homeless [l.s.]

05

"wh- what?" louis blurted out.

"i mean, i'm just.. curious." zayn's voice got quiter near the end.

louis was going to tell his son this movie-like story when he was at least in double digits, but what's the point? they're probably going to starve in another year or so, so why can't he know? not that he will understand half of it, to be fair.

"love," louis unbuckled, "come here."

zayn unbuckled and clambered over to the front seat, plopping down on his fathers' lap.

louis latched his arms around zayn's petite waist, "now, i was gonna tell you this when you were older, so i need you to know that if it doesn't make sense now, it probably will in a few years, okay?"

"okay."

"it all started about five years ago, way before you were even a star in the sky," louis felt zayn grin the tiniest bit, "and when i met my best friend, and only friend, zayn."

"but that's me!"

"yes love, you're my best friend, you're the bestest of them all, but this is a different zayn."

"hey! lewis! whatever the fuck your name is," i heard from behind me as i headed towards the school exit.

i wheeled around, to see a kid probably a year older than me, with broad shoulders and light brown hair speed-walking towards me, with a pile of paper in his ginormous hand.

"it's louis, not lewis." i said back to him.

"yeah, yeah, whatever, take this."

he shoved one of the papers in my face.

it read:

zayn malik's super cool party at his very own house. be there at 7.

"wha-?" but the big guy was gone.

being a fifteen-year-old with no friends, i decided to go, what's the worst that could happen?

as i walked home, i studied the musky paper which blew in the wind.

it even had my name on it.

what the fuck?

we're these fucking invitations?

i literally knew nobody at that school, and i never spoke to anyone whatsoever, how did this "zayn malik" character even know my name?

i arrived around 7:20, and i walked up the steps to see another broad-shouldered guy standing at the door.

"do you have your flyer?" his thick voice boomed at me.

"uh- yeah, yeah, it's right here." and i pulled the crinkled piece of paper out of my pocket.

the man skimmed it, before stepping aside and opening the door. i thanked him quietly as i stepped inside.

first things first, i was greeted with the lovely image of the other big guy from earlier today snogging a redheaded girl who was showing way too much skin for my liking.

among the countless sex-endearing dynamic duos, threesomes and possibly foursomes, i did see about two normal looking people in the house.