9. "17 Black"

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( July 2017, London)
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Louis was sleeping in a sweet dreamless slumber, when some kind of sound rang through his ears. He tried to muffle it with the pillow pressing over his head and it did stop, but after a few seconds it went on again. Louis pulled the blanket over his head and tried to escape from the irritating sound, but the next voice that fell upon his ears, made his head pop out under the blanket.

He heard the voice again, it seemed like someone was calling his and Niall's name ? 'Why on earth someone would look for Niall at his apartment ?' he thought to himself

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He heard the voice again, it seemed like someone was calling his and Niall's name ? 'Why on earth someone would look for Niall at his apartment ?' he thought to himself. But right then his confusion got cleared as a slow grumble heard from behind him. He looked back and found Niall sleeping there on his stomach.

Louis' face frowned in confusion and then he looked around in the room and realized that it wasn't his room. 'Probably Niall just took him back to his own apartment. ' that's what he thought before again he stuffed his face into the pillow. But not more than a second later, the same sound rang through the room again, followed by someone calling Niall's name. He whined into the pillow and slowly tried to get down from the most comfier bed he ever laid on. But instead of getting out of the bed like a civil person, he slipped down and fell down on the floor.

"Fu¢k

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"Fu¢k." as soon as his elbow hit the ground, the first word of the day, escaped from his mouth.

He got up from the floor almost strangling himself while trapping his tie under his palm. "Why the heck I'm still wearing my tie ?" he grumbled and pulled the piece of clothing off of his neck before throwing it on the bed. He started making his way to the main door, closing the bedroom behind.

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