Promise

Chapter Two: I Don't Love You

It was in the beginning of the day and Louis was already pissed drunk. He slurred all his words and couldn't walk straight around his already messy house. With broken glass, dirty dishes and used needles lying around the house.

It was a good day for Louis, he managed to get out of bed. He was planning on going to the club tonight just to clear his head and have fun. He hoped nothing will ruin it.

Hours later Louis traveled his way to a club. The building was loud and lights flashed making Louis feel a little trippy and to add to the chaos Louis swallowed back a LSD tab. The next hour of Louis' life was utterly intense and wild. He doesn't remember much but flushes of events leading to Louis shoving his face in a sink of water of the club bathroom. Feeling a little more sober now, Louis was ready for round two and snorted up a line on the same dirty sink.

He sat at the bar and order a pint. The club was loud but Louis was silent, sipping his beer. He looked around him at all the drunks, yeah they're idiots but at least they were happy. Louis scanned the room his eyes getting caught in the a pair of brown eyes...

Zayn.

Zayn didn't take his eyes off Louis, he looked awful. Zayn could tell Louis was struggling. He went over to Louis, expecting a hello or even a hug but Louis was angry. He shot up and pushed Zayn away.

"WHAT THE FUCK MAN!" He yelled. Bouncers quickly getting involved and threw Louis out of the club to prevent a fight. Zayn followed Louis outside. He stared in fear when he watched his old mate become completely mental.

Louis was screaming, yelling and swearing to the sky.

"Louis, Louis" he steadied wrapping the older boy in his arms.

"It's gonna be okay mate" he reassured "it's gonna be okay."

Louis finally stopped and broke down in Zayn's arms screw him for ruining his good night.

The tears stopped falling from his eyes but Zayn still refused to let go. Yeah they've been dicks to each other but at the end of the day Zayn still saw Louis as his brother.

The two went for a walk across the same bridge where he threw his phone away.

"Why did you leave?" Louis whimpered. Zayn sighed.

"Lou I wasn't happy" he admitted "it was best for me to go, please understand that" he pleaded but Louis didn't want to hear it.

He turned away from Zayn and started to walk the other direction from where they were going. Holding his face in his hands Louis didn't sense a presence grabbing his arm.

Louis ribbed his arm away from Zayn's grasp.

"Please don't leave" he frowned. Louis scoffed

"Why." He rolled his eyes annoyed that Zayn was only caring now.

"I-I need to know if you'll be okay" his eyes begged too scared to think if he let Louis leave something bad will happen.

"I'll be fine Zayn, I'm a big boy I can look after myself you know" he sassed but Zayn shot back.

"No you're not Louis. I can tell you haven't showered, ate, slept and you stink of vodka and cigarettes."

"Wow Zayn it's almost like I've been to a club" he sassed.

"I can see those holes in your arms as well" he said gesturing to the sores located on the veins of his inner elbow.

"I'm leaving for Australia tomorrow. Do you just wanna spend the night at my place? Please it'll make me feel better knowing you're safe" Louis looked at Zayn for a moment before giving in.

"Fine" he groaned throwing his head back. Zayn smiled lifting Louis over his shoulder. Louis whined asking for Zayn to put him down but Zayn only commented on how light he was.

"Louis you gotta feed yourself or you're going to lose that iconic bum you have" Zayn tease playfully smacking his backside. Louis groaned at the comment.

Zayn gentle put Louis in the back seat of his car letting his driver take them home.

"Just like old times, right mate" Zayn suggested and Louis agreeing feeling a little sad at the memory.

They finally reached Zayn's home and Louis was craving his favourite drug but kept quiet not wanting to upset Zayn more. Getting out of the car Zayn threw Louis over his shoulder.

"Zayn I can walk on my own, you know" he huffed.

"Yeah I know" Zayn chuckled. He carried Louis in the house calling "babe I'm home" to Gigi. She didn't reply so must've been asleep.

Zayn dropped Louis on his kitchen stool before rummaging in the fridge. He laid out an assortment of food in front of Louis.

"Eat" he ordered.

"You can't just tell me what to do your not my mu-" Louis stopped himself feeling said again.

"I'm sorry I hadn't said anything before, I'm really sorry about Jay" Zayn said generally he was mad at himself for not being there for Lou during losing his mum, he's sorry about a lot of things. It was silent between the two before Louis decided to speak up.

"Listen, I'm sorry about the way things ended between us" Louis started picking at a piece of cheesy bread.

"No, I'm sorry about the way I treated you, I've could've done it in a better way."

"Let's just say, we're both sorry" Louis smiled.

Zayn didn't leave Louis alone until he felt that he ate enough food. In all honesty Louis hasn't eaten anything for about three days so he felt full pretty quickly but of course that wasn't good enough for Zayn. Louis nearly ate all the food Zayn had laid in front of him and he felt full to the brim.

Zayn showed Louis the bathroom and it wasn't till then when Louis realised how dirty he was. Water that was nearly black pouring down the drain as Louis washed in body.

Zayn took him to the spare room it was nicely made, tidy and clean much more different to what Louis was use to. Zayn told him to enjoy before stepping out to make a phone call.

Maybe it wasn't how Louis thought. Maybe people did still cared.