It was already quiet when Louis made his way out of the library. He had stayed until he got a text from Zayn, telling him he was already outside and waiting for Louis. Louis stood up, packed his things, smiled at the librarian and hurried outside. He did not want to stay longer than necessary, even if he liked being surrounded by books and even though the librarian -Susan- offered him his favorite Thea and some heavenly biscuits.

Louis was humming when he walked over to Zayn and the hideous bike next to his friend. He had truly missed the thrill of actually having some fight. True, he felt guilty for most of the things he had done, but Louis was a sucker for drama. And if he didn't start the fight, no one could be mad at him, right?
Louis had a lot of information stored up from all those silent years and he was planning on using it if someone dared to try and put him down.

Zayn raised an eyebrow when he saw his best friend approaching him with a smirk and a mischievous glint in his eyes. He knew Louis long enough to know that the blue eyed boy was up to no good or did something... Maybe both. Probably both.

"Can I know what you did of does that make me an accomplice to a crime?"

Louis barked out a laugh and playfully punched the raven haired boy, "Wow, I feel so trusted, Z."

"Do I have to bail you out?" Zayn asked again and Louis just shook his head with another laugh.

"No, if I ever did something illegal, you'd get me away without having to pay."

"True story," Zayn grinned and hopped on the bike while Louis muffled a groan, but did the same.

"Having to ride this is the only crime I committed today, please send me to prison so I can skip this ride out?"

"Too bad, babe. Now, move your lazy ass because I don't want to be here any longer."

The drive home was filled with complains from both boys and when they finally reached Louis' house they were both breathing heavy and sweaty (from riding the bike, of course).

****

"Zayn?" Louis was on the bed, his head dangling off the edge and his legs bend and up in the air, "Do you think I should ask Harry out?"

"Why not?"

"He escaped last time I asked him. I don't want you guys to join us again... I mean, I love you, Niall and Liam, but when I asked him out for coffee I didn't ask you too."

Zayn gasped I'm fake offense and placed his hand on his chest, "You hurt my tiny feelings," Louis snorted, "Just ask the dork. I'm sure he'll say yes."

Louis hummed, but he let his finger hover over Harry's profile on Facebook without going near the message button. Sure, he knew Harry was too nice to say no to one 'date', but what if the curly haired lad didn't get it? What if he thought Louis just wanted to hang out? Maybe that girl was right, maybe he should take a step back...

No.

That's bullshit.

He wasn't going to give up and surrender to those shallow bitches and he surely wasn't going to give up on the only real crush he's had in years. Even if he did, it wasn't like he could just go back to not being noticed!

Louis sighed. If he hadn't gone to that one party, he wouldn't even have to think about all of this. There would be no crazy barbies that tried to separate him from his friends and Louis would only have to focus on not attracting too much attention.

"I'll text him tomorrow," Louis put his phone down and sat up, "I'm going to the bar tonight. Wanna come too?"

"Boujis? Sure, I think Ed's working tonight so maybe we can have a few freebies."

"Should've known that would be one of the reasons," Louis rolled his eyes.

****

Louis walked into the club with Zayn right behind him and they quickly made their way towards the bar where Ed was standing and serving costumers. Louis waved at the man and the ginger walked over to his friends with a big smile plastered on his face.

"I haven't seen you guys in a long while!" He said as he pulled Louis into a hug over the counter, "How are you?"

"We're alive. That's something, yeah?" Louis chuckled and squeezed Ed closer one more time before he let go.

"Yeah, if you survived your own cooking, it's indeed an accomplishment," Ed grinned and finally turned towards Zayn, "Still babysitting Lou?"

"Might be the other way around some days," Zayn just shook Ed's hand and they both smiled at each other.

"Right!" Louis clapped his hands together, attracting the attention of the two men standing next to him, "Let's get some alcohol in our systems."

****

They should've known better. Alcohol mixed with someone that wants to forget about stuff is never a good thing.

"Louis, you're drunk."

"Nooo--" he hiccuped, "I'm not."

Louis was swaying to the beat of the music, but his hand was firmly wrapped around a pilar standing in one of the corners so he wouldn't fall. Okay, maybe Louis had a bit too much, but he wasn't drunk. Surely he would remember whatever he did and his mind wasn't too clouded... He just said whatever he thought because he couldn't hear himself or any voice of reason. It was way too early to change the drinks in his hand into a glass of water though.

"Fine. I'm going over to Ed," Zayn sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "Don't do anything stupid and just come over whenever you need something, alright? Don't follow stranger and don't give anyone your number either! I'll be back in thirty minutes."

"Yes, mom," Louis rolled his eyes, "Tell dad I said hi!"

Zayn just sighed again and pushed his way too the crowd. If he had to deal with a drunk Louis he needed one more drink... Maybe two.

Everything looked so inviting to the blue eyed boy. There were men and women staring at him with flirtatious smiles and he saw a few inching closer, but Louis just laughed and ignored the ones that were too obviously interested in him. There was no fun in going after someone you already had in the palm of your hand.

"Louis?" A deep voice jerked Louis out of his haze and the brunette looked up with wide eyes, "I knew it was you!"

Harry.

Harry fucking Styles.

"Hi," All the confidence in his voice was gone and it sounded so small and timid.

"Are you okay? It looks like you need that pilar to keep you from falling."

"I'm fine. Just 'ad a drink or twelve," Louis assured him, but Harry just looked shocked.

"Louis, that's way too--"

"You're so pretty," Louis giggled (a very manly one, of course). Okay, maybe he was drunk because he would never just say something like that to Harry. True, Louis was never good at biting his tongue, but he could at least stop himself from looking like a complete idiot, "'s unfair how perfect you are. Makin' everyone fall for you even when you don't do anythin' special."

"Uhm, Lou, are you okay? What are you talking about?"

"Drunk actions are sober thoughts, H," Louis grinned and kissed Harry's cheek, "Why don't you dance with me?"

"I don't think--" Harry looked around a bit and bit his lip, "Yeah, I'll dance with you, but after one song you have to drink some water, okay?" Louis hummed and took Harry's hand to lead him towards the center, only to stumble and fall back and into Harry's arms.

"Oops," Louis grinned sheepishly.

Harry just smiled because how could he not when he had a little, drunk and adorable pixie right in front of him?

"Hi."

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Sorry for the wait, but yeahhhh I kinda deleted the chapter and redid it because I hated it and now I can live with it 😊

Also I HAD A DATE 😄😄 (very exited) and it was so fluffy and cute and *sigh* ... I'm seeing him tomorrow again 😊
I'm not going to neglect this story, but the chapters might be weekly or so~

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