Heartless

7. Media

"He's okay." Zayn said when Harry dropped them off their house. "I was actually expecting him to be more of a soft, tender, hearty, typical white boy. But he's definitely got a dark side. I wouldn't be surprised if he killed someone."

"He's too intimidating for my liking too." Louis said seriously. "He said he doesn't trust me because I'm smart. Like, aren't you supposed to trust smart people? But like I get it--"

"Illuminati." Zayn cut off Louis' rant. "He might be part of the Illuminati shit. If he is, then this is going to be a tough one."

"What is Illuminati?" Louis asked clueless.

"Nothing to be worried about." Zayn gave his brother a tight hug. "I know someone who know someone who knows a little about Illuminati. So, I'll ask him to see if Harry is part of it."

"Erm-- okay."

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The next day Louis was woken up by Zayn asking for a blowjob. Louis gagged at the sound of it coming from his brothers mouth but complied. He did more nastier things than giving his brother a blowjob.

"You're a blessing." Zayn said coming down his high. "My cute baby brother." He said stroking Louis cheek and the boy tensed.

He was really thankful for his phone that rang that same minute and he rushed to it. He got a call from a restricted number.

"Halo?" Louis answered.

"Hi Louis, it's Harry."

"Oh. --erm-- hi Harry."

'I emailed you everything."

"Oh." Louis breathed out. "I just woke up. I didn't see it."

'It's okay. I've just send it in now. Maybe get started on that yeah?"

"Okay. Thank you."

'Text me if there's something you wanna ask or unsure about yeah?'

"Ofcoarse."

'Yeah.' Harry said before Louis heard a click and the phone was hung up.

"It was Harry. He send in the details of our relationship." Louis told Zayn who was looking at him the whole time with curious eyes. "He said I must text him when I'm unsure of something or have a question."

"I love that guy!" Zayn exclaimed. "He's so fast isn't he? Have he worked on it all night? That myth about billionaire's don't sleep, is it true?" Zayn rained with questions. Louis just shrugged not knowing if the questions were even directed to him.

"What's a e-mail? Where's it?" He asked.

"Let me show you." Zayn said pulling Louis with him to the laptop he stole from one of the UNI students.

Unlike Zayn, Louis was never taught how to read and write in English. They were only taught how to read and write Russian. Ofcoarse he can speak tones of different languages but he couldn't write or read them. The only thing they were taught is their names and a few general things.

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"So my best friend is Louise Tisdale and Cara Dela- Dela what?" Louis asked Zayn who was busy translating everything in Russian.

"Delevingne." Zayn helped. "You'll memorize everything soon. You're the smartest bitch I known." He assured. "He love juggling, ski diving, And hockey?" Zayn snorted. "Typical white boy."

~~

'I noticed you didn't have an Instagram and Twitter account So I've made you one.' Harry told Louis when he called him later that day.