R.E.M | LARRY

R.E.M (Part 2)

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"I swear to god, I'll pay next time," Zayn informed, putting his hands up in surrender. Louis rolled his eyes before shaking his head at his best friend. This was a promise that Zayn would always say and never keep. He was used to it by now.

"No, you won't," Louis replied. It was like an everyday occurrence, Zayn would appear at his doorstep and ask to go out for breakfast and without fail, Louis would pay for the whole thing. The smaller boy didn't mind though, it was their thing.

"Okay, I probably won't but I'll think about it," Zayn noted before giving the smaller boy one of his signature smirks. It was just one of the things he's done since they were in their early teens when they met in the crowded high school hallways.

Louis reached into his pockets to get the key to his apartment, moving to unlock the door before turning to face Zayn, "Are you going to come in today?"

"Sorry but I have to go to work, Lou," Zayn informed sincerely before smiling cheekily, "I just came to get breakfast."

"Of course you did, you freeloader," Louis teased. Zayn stuck his tongue out playfully in retaliation. The smaller boy pushed the door to his apartment open, then leaned on the doorway to face his friend.

"Well, thanks, anyway," Zayn said beginning to walk backwards to the elevator that would lead outside, "I'll be back the same time tomorrow for the same thing."

"See you then, bitch," Louis shot back. Zayn flipped him off then turned around when the elevator door had opened.

"Toodles, motherfucker," Zayn retorted stepping into the lift. Louis rolled his eyes as the doors to the elevator closed the lift when downstairs. He was forever grateful for Zayn and their dysfunctional friendship.

Louis made his way into his apartment, closing the door behind himself. It was when he was alone with his own thoughts that he struggled the most. That was when there were no distractions or diversions that pulled him away from the actual problems that were at hand.

Louis was battling hard with heartbreak. It sounded pathetic but to him, it almost felt like the end of the world sleeping in an apartment that he never really used to stay in, due to normally always sleeping at Matthew's place because of it supposedly being way nicer there than Louis' apartment.

Louis would prefer to just drink or smoke to soothe any dark thoughts that even dared try to plague his mind. He couldn't help but feel like it was his fault that Matt had left him, Louis just blamed himself.

Louis shrugged off his jumper and put it on the arm of his couch. He made his way over to his kitchen fill up a glass of water. Louis practically leapt into the air when there was a knock on the door.

"What does Zayn want from me now?" Louis muttered to himself. Zayn was forgetful and often accidentally left things in Louis'apartment in the early morning before they left for breakfast.

Louis made his way over to his door, getting his infamous bitch face ready for Zayn for when he opened up the door but once the door opened, Louis saw that it wasn't his forgetful friend.

"Harry, is everything alright?" Louis questioned curiously. He took in Harry's appearance, newly showered due to his hair looking freshly washed. To Louis, he was almost model-like.