The Wedding ✔

Chapter 21

Being without his phone was easier than Louis had first thought. His life became a whole lot more nonchalant without that annoying, vehemently wheezing device.

It was Monday. He had twelve days left before Zayn would come back with Liam and Harry. He had twelve days left to live and when he realised that, he quickly jumped out of his bed and got dressed.

Louis knew that when Zayn gets back, he and Liam would immediately start to lecture Louis and probably force him to talk to Harry. In fact, Louis was sure that Zayn and Liam would lock him in the same room with Harry, and they wouldn't get out until they've talked things out. And after that, Zayn would kill him.

Well. That doesn't sound good.

As quickly as possible Louis brushed his teeth. He wasn't hungry so he just decided to skip the eating part, not that he had much food anyway. Louis was opening the door when the reality hit him.

Where exactly was he going? His work wouldn't start until August (he was a gym teacher) and he was alone. He had no other friends besides Zayn and Liam and Ha... Besides Zayn and Liam, and the clock was only 10:32 am, there was nothing he could—or even wanted—to do. Louis closed the door and walked to his couch. He sat down and stared at his hands.

There was literally nothing, absolutely nothing he could do. He didn't even have his wallet, so when he runs out of food, he would starve to death. Nice.

He was completely and utterly secluded from the world outside.

Louis was so bored. So freaking bored. He lifted his feet on the couch and just stared at his hands.

"What a lovely way to spend my precious time", Louis muttered, then sighed and turned the TV on. "I hope that Harry feels as shitty as I do."

***

Harry did feel as shitty as Louis.

While Louis was lying on the couch in London, Harry was being Mrs. Payne's slave. Well, Harry, Liam and Zayn. And Niall and Ed. There were lots of cleaning to do. Weddings can be messy. In more than one way, apparently.

It was close to 9 p.m. when Harry and the others finally slumped on the couch.

"Your mother is evil", Niall muttered to Liam.

"No arguing with that", Liam sighed, rubbing his eyes. "I'm so tired. I don't wanna get married ever again."

"Well I certainly hope you don't need to", said Zayn, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, come here, love", said Liam and pulled Zayn closer to him. "I love you."

"I love you too."

They kissed and then Ed and Niall kissed. Harry glared at them, and couched.

"I feel like I don't belong in here", he said loudly. It had no effect whatsoever. "Guys! Do you mind?"

Harry realised how much he sounded like Louis and shook his head. He didn't want to think about Louis. The lads turned to look at Harry apologetically. Harry rolled his eyes and stared at his hands. He felt horrible. Louis left right after he had kindly told Harry that Harry had ruined his life but still Harry really wanted to call Louis because he was mad at Louis and he felt like they hadn't said everything that needed to be said.

And again he was thinking about Louis. Harry really needed to talk to him, otherwise Louis would be in his mind all the time.

Harry turned to look at Zayn. "Zayn, may I talk to you for a sec? Alone."

"Sure", said Zayn, shrugging.

Harry and Zayn walked out of the living room and then Harry turned to look at Zayn, who raised an eyebrow.