I just can't stop. I'm sorry.....

And why am I killing myself with those Zouis videos? I'm so done for the day now. 

Quitegoodatwoodtech, I just wanted to say hello love. I'm thankful you added me into your story and I will definitely do the same with you at some point when I know how. 

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On their way to Louis' house he grew more and more nervous by the second. No one apart from Niall and Eleanor knew how he lived. That he was rich, lived alone and had a maid. And now Zayn was about to find out. What if Zayn just tricked him into bringing him here and would tell Harry everything? This would be the worst.

When they reached Louis' house and he opened the door Zayn said nothing. No impressed comment or sneaky remark. Nothing. Louis glanced at Zayn and saw some confusion in his face but apperrantly he decided not to ask any questions. Louis didn't know if this was a good or a bad thing.

"Hi sweetheart, how was school?" came Maria out of the kitchen happily.

"Like always" answered Louis shortly and quiet tense.

"Oh who are you?" spotted Maria Zayn next to Louis.

"I'm Zayn, Miss. We're doing a project together" reached Zayn his hand out.

"I'm Maria. Are you boys hungry?" shook Maria Zayn's hand.

"Not really. Lunch wasn't that long ago" said Louis.

"Okay then. Maybe Dinner later? You're in, Zayn?" Maria didn't let up.

"Gladly but only if I don't intrude anything" replied Zayn unsurely.

"Never. Every friend of my Louis is welcome here" smiled Maria before she went back to her work.

Wordlessly the two boys walked upstairs. Zayn followed Louis into his room and looked around. Louis' room was pretty big. His walls were a dark blue and some pictures were on them. He had a king sized bed with dark blue covers, a huge closet, shelfs with a lot of DVD's and books, a large desk, his big TV and a keyboard. Louis was used to it by now.

"Is that Niall?" asked Zayn as he looked at Louis' wall with all the pictures of him and his friends and family.

"Yeah. This was five years ago" grinned Louis, looking at a picutre of Niall with a huge pizza head on.

"Looks like fun" commented Zayn on it.

"It was" remembered Louis that day.

"Well, she seemed very nice but she looks so young. Is she your sister, mother, something else?" asked Zayn as he sat down, referring to Maria.

Louis stayed silent. He didn't knew what to say. That's why he never brought someone here. He wasn't ready to answer the obvious questions. Louis just stood there and stared at his feet.

"Louis, come here" patted Zayn the spot next to him on the bed. Louis padded over there and sat down with a bit of space between them.

"I know it's probably not easy to trust me right now 'cause I'm always with Harry and he's practically your bully. But trust me when I tell you, I'm not a bad person. I barely even talk with him. I stick around for Liam mostly. Harry can be nice but it's very rare sadly. I don't know why. But I'm really trying here Louis. I'm trying to get to know you. It's better for the project and maybe even a good thing, what do you think?" tilted Zayn his head aside. Louis actually smiled at that.

"That's better. Well, maybe I can tell you something about me to show you I'm serious" mused Zayn. Now Louis looked curiously at him like a little kitten.

"Okay. First of all my second name is Javadd and I'm from Bradford" started Zayn and Louis giggled quietly.

"Hey, it's not that funny for a second name. Are you any better?" pouted Zayn.

"Well, mine is William" grinned Louis cheekily.

"Such a proper prince" snorted Zayn. Louis nudged his shoulder.

"Going on. I live with my mother and my three sisters and it's pretty much always busy but I love it. Their names are Doniya, Safaa and Waliyha. They are my world. Together we live in a little flat on the other side of the town, which is smaller than your second floor. One day I will buy my mother a big house and give her something back for everything she did for us" continued Zayn. This made Louis smile and think about his Mom and sisters.

"My birthday is on January 12th, so pretty soon. I love Arts and Music. I'm pretty introverted and have literally no clue why everybody in school thought from the start that I'm a mysterious Bad Boy. What is so bad about wearing black? It's my favourite colours, so what's the point?" finished Zayn his whatever it was with a laugh.

"Well, technically black is not a colour" grinned Louis.

"Well, you ARE a nerd but when I say that it's not a bad thing, I promise. I would love to be smarter" cleared Zayn up.

"I'm not that smart and hate school as much as anyone else. I just have no life and a lot of time to study" joked Louis.

"I also have no life but still no time to study" chuckled Zayn.

"Maria is my maid" said Louis with a heavy sigh.

"I kinda figured that. She looks too young to be a Mom and was too nice for a sister" noted Zayn.

"True but for me she is like all of this together. Like a best friend" smiled Louis, thinking of her.

"Does she live here too?" asked Zayn. Louis just nodded.

"I mean the house is big enough. How many people live here?".

"Just her and me" turned Louis his gaze to the floor.

"Really? Is she your guardian or are you legal yet?" wondered Zayn.

"I am" replied Louis shortly.

"I would ask why but I don't want to cross a line. You don't have to tell me anything. We can just start with the song" tried Zayn to avoid a sad mood and to cross a line he wasn't supposed to.

"No it's okay. I'm just not really used to talk about it. Niall and Eleanor know because they were there. I never had to tell anyone" said Louis and didn't knew why he trusted Zayn so much.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes before he let out words he never thought he would ever say to someone. "I live alone here with Maria for something around a year. My Dad is away all the time and has a flat in London for his work. My four little sisters are away on private schools and live there. I barely see them. I could have gone too but I didn't want to. Pretty stupid I know. I turned legal on Christmas Eve so now I could even live alone but Maria stays with me because she's like my family. The only family I have left".

"Sounds like she is a great person" smiled Zayn understandingly.

"She really is. I would be starved to death without her because I can't cook for shit" joked Louis with a sad voice.

"And where's your Mother?" questioned Zayn carefully.

This part was really hard for Louis. He felt the tears in his eyes and tried to hold them back. "My Mom is dead".

"Oh Louis, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have asked".

"It's okay. You couldn't know. She got sick a few years ago. I was in year 7 but in year 9 it was clear that she would loose the fight against the cancer. Since year 7 everything I did was look after my sisters and care for my mother. Niall and Eleanor where always by my side but I shut everyone else out. I felt so useless because I couldn't help her. She died one year ago. Almost immediately after that I was alone. Everyone else was gone too but I was still here. Left alone" told Louis Zayn a big part of his story. A few tears rolled down his cheeks.

Zayn didn't say anything. He just pulled Louis into a hug and held him close. This was exactly what he needed in that moment. "Thank you for sharing that with me, Louis. Means a lot".

I don't know why, but I trust you, Zayn" admitted Louis.

"And you really can. I'm here for you from now on. Let's forget about the project and just talk and have some fun, okay?" suggested Zayn.

And that's exactly what they did the rest of the day. Louis told Zayn more about his mother and his sisters and how it all went down. He told him how they suddenly became rich through his father and stories about Niall, Eleanor and him as little kids. Zayn told him about his sisters and how they drove him crazy. He talked about his favourite Art and told him some weird stories of Liam and him. After that they played Fifa for a while wich Louis obviously won before they headed down for dinner.

During the dinner Zayn and Louis talked a lot with Maria like it has never been different. They got along pretty well and Lousi enjoyed their company. He never thought Zayn would be such a sweet and kind guy. They could be great friends.

"Tommo, what's that?" asked Zayn as they cleaned up the dishes and pointed at Louis' band aid.

"Nothing. I hurt myself yesterday evening in the kitchen. I'm just very clumsy" shrugged Louis it off. Zayn just looked at him as if he wouldn't believe him but his phone stopped him from saying something.

"Accept" said Zayn to his phone so it answered the call and turned on the speaker without him touching it with his wet hands.

"Yo Zayn, where are you?" sounded Harry's voice from the end of the line.

"With Louis" was Zayn's short reply.

"Still? Shit, I'm sorryr you, Bro. It must be pretty annoying to endure that useless nerd for so long. Did that slutty fag at least did some work already?" sounded Harry very disgusted.

"First of all, calling him a fag is the lowest level. Even for you. You don't even know if he is gay. And even if where's the problem? You're openly bi yourself and fuck everyone. So you're allowed to and he isn't ? And I'm gay myself and you never insulted me for that but him? That doesn't make sense. Oh and for startes, it's a teamwork. Means both are working on it" replied Zayn really angry and shocked Louis with it completely.

"Woah, Zayn. What's up your ass? Since when do you talk so much? And since when do you care?" was Harry taken back.

"Always. You just never paid attention" answered Zayn emotionlessly.

"Ouch, was that supposed to hurt me? Wow Zayn, a few hours with that gay slut and you're a soft baby for him. Did he suck your dick already and now you're protecting him? Wake up. He's nothing more than a worthless nerd. You can do better" grew Harry louder on the phone.

"Har...". The line went dead.

"Who the hell does he think he is? Such a hypocritical bitch. Why does he talks about you like that? You're nothing but nice and kind hearted. What's his problem? Did he really just called you a fag and a slut? He? Really? He's the bisexuell fuckboy of our school and proud of it and he says something like that? Urgh, I'm going to....".

"Zayn, calm down. It's not worth it" cut Louis him off.

"You're right. Sorry. I'm just so angry at him" tried Zayn to calm his breathing.

"I understand that but just ignore it. There's nothing more you can do".

"How can you just ignore it?" wondered Zayn.

"What am I supposed to do? I'm already sassying back. Nothing left there" shrugged Louis.

"Still" crossed Zayn his arms over his chest.

"So, you're gay, huh?" changed Louis the topic.

"Pretty much yeah but weirdly enough nobody knows. I'm not hiding but everybody assumes the big Bad Boy is straight" confirmed Zayn.

"They're stupid. But tell me, how is someone like you friends with someone like Harry?" wondered Louis seriously confused.

"We're not friends. It's complicated" corrected Zayn.

"I have time" sat Louis down on the couch.

"Well, when I moved here in year 11 everybody labelled me as the Bad Boy and so Harry started talking to me. Mostly because people were afraid of me wich made me kinda popular. Pretty weird. Very soon I realised what kind of person he is but definitely when he found out I'm gay. He wanted to hook up with me like with many other people but I rejected him. I'm just not a guy for one night. Maybe I'm old fashioned but I'm okay with it. Since then Harry and I kept talking and I got close with Liam. He's the only reason I endured Harry that long. I don't know why they are friends. Liam is the kindest person in the world. It makes no sense. I think there is more behin Harry's behaviour but still nothing justifies bullying in my eyes" told Zayn him.

"How did you know you were gay?" Louis wanted to know.

"I just knew it. I think at some point you realise of you prefer a dick over a vagina" replied Zayn bluntly, making Louis laugh out loud.

"Well, I think I am but I never thought about it and I'm not sure yet. I actually started thinking about it today" admitted Louis sheepishly.

"Because of me I hope" joked Zayn.

"Of course" played Louis along, even though it wasn't a complete lie.

"Well, I have to admit you're a catch but I'm sorry. My heart belongs to someone else even though he doesn't know that and never will because he's straight" sighed Zayn sadly.

"You never know, Z" replied Louis.

"There is one thing I know for sure, Tommo" announced Zayn laughingly.

"Now I'm curious. Should I be afraid?" snickered Louis.

Zayn hit his shoulder playfully and almost choked on his own giggles. "You will never get rid of me again". 

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