Louis
"You're not listening Zayn," says Louis elongating the name into two very distinct syllables.
"I want to sleep," replies Zayn.
"Just answer the fucking question."
"You like him," says Zayn.
"I love him keep up," says Louis.
"Niall hasn't invited me to fly out to see him," says Zayn.
"He doesn't like you."
Zayn groans, again, which Louis though was fucking rude to be honest.
"He hasn't invited me out because it would be a big deal and it's not worth the trouble," says Zayn.
"That's what I said," Louis cries validated finally.
"Louis you are an idiot."
"You're an asshole."
"He invited you anyway."
"Is he trying to get some publicity?" asks Louis.
"Maybe he just wanted to see you Louis," Zayn says.
"I maybe fucked up," says Louis thinking of the ticket he'd left on the kitchen table.
"Probably," says Zayn his voice reaching that exasperated peak that Louis knew meant he was about to hang up.
"As usual you have been no help at all," says Louis.
"Night," Zayn before he hangs up leaving Louis alone again in Niall's bed. Their bed.
Louis thinks about it. He thinks about all the conversations they've had, about the fact that he moved into Niall's house and Niall was just totally cool with it. No problem. And he thinks there's a chance, maybe, that Niall might be okay with them being more than just sex.
It's all so fucking silly. The whole thing. Louis is fucking sick of it. He calls Zayn back.
"Louis I will kill you," says Zayn.
"I should talk to Niall yeah?" Louis asks.
"Remember when you weren't talking to me. I really enjoyed that."
"If you don't want to talk to me stop answering your phone," says Louis like he does every time Zayn complains about him calling in the middle of the night.
"I'm the idiot," says Zayn.
"Yes you are now back to me. What if, and this is ridiculous obviously, but what if he doesn't want to date me?"
"You live together Louis," Zayn replies through a yawn.
"So you think he likes me?" asks Louis and fuck when did he start sounding like one of his sisters talking about their school crushes.
"Yes," says Zayn. "I think he likes you."
"It's not that easy you know," says Louis smaller, he almost doesn't want Zayn to hear.
"Yeah it also kind of is," is all he says before hanging up.
And yeah maybe it is that easy.
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