one direction boyxboy one shots

Zouis

Hey guys so this is going to be my last update till probably sunday or monday because I'm going to Disney tomorrow! So hope you guys like it!

ZOUIS

"GET THE FUCK OUT LOUIS"

"W-what are you talking about Zaynie"

The two were barley through the apartment they shared when Zayn started screaming at Louis.

"I saw you groping and touching Harry, I knew why you did it when we wern't out to the fans but now that we are there is no reason too! Now get out!"

"It's a joke Zayn!" Louis pleaded tears fresh in his eyes. It was only a joke. Zayn normaly wasn't this possessive and he was scaring Louis.

"No, I saw the way you looked at him tonight I am nobodys se cond choice." Zayns eyes were cold.

"It was a joke Zee, You're not going to throw two years away over a joke are you!" his voice not strained and cracked.

"Watch me. Now get out" his voice stern and dripped with venom.

Louis now whiping his tears with his sleeve shuffled out of the apartment and slammed the door behind him slumping to the ground. He banged his head back against the door till it was numb.

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He doens't know how he ended up at the bar. He was just there.

"10 shots of your strongest shit bartender"

One by one he downed the shots in less then five minutes and being a light weight, there was no way this was going to end well. After another five shots the bartender cut him off because Louis was bawling his eyes out only being able to slur out the words, ZaynZaynZayn.

He looked at his phone and the time read 3 am...he thinks. He also thinks he dials Zayns number which goes straight to voicemail.

He literally stumbles out of the bar becaue well it's closing time and he is actually kicked out. He is in a dark alley and right now he actually wants someone just to kill him and take him out of his misery. It's not like he would feel it anyway..he is that drunk.

He sits in the alley crying waiting for some sketchy looking lad to walk past.

It feels like eternity before it happens.

"Hey kid got any money?"

Louis stumbles up trying to grab onto the wall, "Are you going to shoot me if I don't"

"No." pause. "Just need money and I know you have at least some"

"Depends. You got a gun?" his words still slurred but he is a little less drunk. Only a little.

"Yeah, but I don't wanna use it"

"Shoot me and I'll give you the money" Louis says stern and surpisingly less slurred. But he wants this while he is drunk so he wont wake up and it won't matter because Zayn doesn't care.

"Kid, thats a bit cruel...No one should want to die"

Louis chuckled bitterly, "My boyfriend of two fucking years just dumped me, I'm now homeless and frankly I don't give a fuck anymore so shoot me. NOW."

"No I---"

"Shoot me. SHOOOT ME SHOOT ME. Just fucking shoot me or I'll call the police. Shoot me shoot me shoot-------"

Bang

Louis almost doesn't feel a thing as he collapses back to the ground. He got shot in the leg, but seeing out drunk he is he might die from blood loss or alcohol poising. Either one would work for him at this point.