homeless [l.s.]

11

"zayn," louis said, "we need to go straight to work, so eat up."

"but i thought i was sick."

"yeah, but you can't stay in the car by yourself."

"y-yes i can!"

"ha ha," louis said, "you're funny."

thirty minutes into his shift, louis moved onto his next customer, scanning their items as he would normally.

until he dropped one of his items.

"oops." louis said as he bent over to pick it up.

the man chuckled, "hi," he said, "busy day?"

"uh-" louis was taken aback, no one ever asked him anything, to be fair, he didn't look that presentable.

"-yeah, sorry."

"don't be," the man waved him off, "it happens."

louis could nearly swore he felt his heart do a little "!".

sadly, louis finished scanning the items.

"thank you," the man said, "have a good day."

"you too." louis replied.

he must've looked crazy from the way he was smiling.

"daddy?"

louis forgot zayn was there.

"yes love?"

"he was pretty."

louis nearly exploded.

"yeah," he replied, finding his voice, "he was."

"are you going to get married to him?"

louis spluttered on nothing and nearly fell over, "no! no- well, i hope- i mean, no! no way, he was just a customer."

zayn looked down in disappointment, and continued to play with his toy.

louis continued his shift, as usual, but he couldn't get that boy out of his mind. the amount of groceries he had dropped after meeting the boy was uncountable.

"excuse me," one lady had said, after louis had dropped her third broccoli, for the third time, "are your hands made out of oil or something?"

"no, ma'am." louis replied, in a monotone voice.

"well why do you keep dropping my damn groceries?"

"why don't you shut your damn mouth and let me scan your food?" louis snickered back, stopping the scanning.

the lady dramatically gasped and started waving her arms around and clicking her fingers, "manager!" she squealed, "hello!? manager! i'd like to speak to the manager! hello!"

"he's on a break." louis said.

the lady huffed and merely snatched the bags out of louis' hand and stormed off, just as he was about to turn around he saw the lady's bag rip and all her groceries skidded over the concrete. he let out a slight chuckle.

"poor lady."

"eh, fuck her."

"zayn!" i whacked him in the stomach.

"ow! ouhhhh my god.." zayn groaned.

"jesus fuck," he said, still clutching his stomach, "you hit hard."

"that wasn't my strongest," i said, preparing to walk away, "would you like some help? i really want some choccy milk."

"yes please." zayn whimpered.

i walked back over to him and helped him regain his posture, before stepping inside the supermarket.

i picked out my milk from the selections that the supermarket had and then trailed along behind zayn as he chose his items.

"hmmm, twix or double twix? louis help me pick, i don't know if i want to be fat or not."

"uhm, get the double, and if you don't finish it i can have the rest."

"heehee, okay." zayn twinkled.

A/N

hey sorry this took so long to get out and sorry it's such a short chapter!
just think of it as a filler chapter

i've got some really interesting ideas next chapterRRRRR

-el :)