A Friend in London

One Direction Fan Fiction.

Krista and her boyfriend of 5 years break up and she has nowhere to go. Her best friend Robyn decides to take her on a whirlwind journey to London to escape. Everything is going smooth until Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson enter the picture. Will everything continue to go smoothly or will they ruin their chances of ever having a normal life again?

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“So do you two have Twitter?” Liam asked after all the laughter subsided about how Harry and I met at the bar.

“Yes, but there is no fucking way we’re giving them to you. You’ll be more embarrassed than we will” Zayn snorted while sipping his 5th beer.

“Why not? I’ll do it. I have no shame. Am I going to lose my dignity? Pretty sure I already don'y have any.” Obviously the 4 beers Louis had drunk were now getting to his head.

“@TommoTheTease” He giggled out between gulps.

“WHAT?? Tommo The Tease??” Niall cackled over everyone elses laughter.

Harry pulled out his phone and quickly typed Louis url in the search bar and let out the most infectious laugh Louis had ever heard. “ Too old for this, I'm tryna catch @harry_styles 1D Doncaster/NC · http://tommostyles.tumblr.com” Harry couldn’t contain himself at this point, he was laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes.

“Tryna catch Harry Styles One D?  Do I even want to know?”

“No, you don’t” Zayn interjected. “And he doesn’t want to tell you either, right Lou? You're going to embarrass yourself....”

All three of the boys looked at us in utter disbelief. They all looked at each other and grinned. “I see you also have a tumblr. Dedicated to me I hope?” Harry continued to laugh and he clicked the link taking him directly to Louis' tumblr that was all about trying to sleep with him. His eyes got wide and his cheeks turned red.

“Are you fucking serious Louis? Like you post all this? And wait, what are One Shots….are those the sex stories you guys write on here? TELL ME YOU DONT…”

Now it was starting to get weird. This was all too real and Louis immediately regretted letting him see this. “Please just close it out and dont go back to it. This was a bad idea.” Panic hitting his voice.

“I TOLD YOU! I TOLD YOU NOT TO!” Zayn yelled from the other end of the table laughing. He was eating this up.

“Oh Nialler, there’s one of you and I together in here. Maybe we should read it?”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” Zayn and Louis both yelled out in unison. “Noo don’t please.” Louis begged.

“Ok Ok, I wont, shit.” he smirked and closed the page down. “But don’t think I wont look at it later when I’m alone.” He winked.

Louis shot him a “go die” look and he raised his hands in defeat.

“Another round Love?” Harry asked as he stood up. “Yes please. Ugh and a shot of something strong. I need it bad.” Louis gave him puppy dog eyes.

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Harry came back to the table with a waitress behind him carrying the drinks. He placed a beer down in front of everyone and 2 tequila shots in front of he and Louis both. He lifted the salt shaker and asked Louis where he wanted it this time. Louis laughed nervously as he could feel everyone at the table staring at them.

“Um, you can choose I guess?" Harry smirked and pointed to his exposed collarbone. Louis' eyes widened as he heard Zayn and Liam crack up.

“You have to lick it first or else the salt wont stick.” He whispered as he leaned closer to Louis ear. 

“Go on then.” Niall called from next to Harry.

Louis leaned in even further and flicked his tongue out of his mouth onto Harry's right collarbone. He twitched slightly at the wetness. Louis took the salt shaker from his hand and lightly sprinkled it along the wet spot. Harry slid the shot up in between our close bodies and waited for Louis to lick him again. He licked it slow and soft, wanting to savor this moment in case he never ever got the chance again. Once the salt was on his tongue he sat back and Harry tilted the shot glass to Louis' mouth and he swallowed fast. He winced at the hard liquor and before Louis could open his eyes he felt Harry's mouth on his own, pushing a lime into his mouth with his tongue. Louis took the lime into his mouth and sucked, but Harry's lips didn’t leave Louis'. He pulled away and took the rind out of his mouth and just stared at the younger boy. He wasn’t the only one. Everyone at the table had their mouth hanging wide open.

“What?” Harry smirked. “It’s my turn now right? I think I want to lick the salt off your lips. I quite fancy them.”

Zayn looked across the table at Liam who was intently watching Harry and Louis. He looked distressed. He stood up from the table and walked around the corner with his phone in hand. 

“Is he alright?” Zayn asked Lou T. with slight hesitation.

“Not sure love, I think he and Dani are on a break of some sorts? Harry was telling me that..”

Harry slid back from Louis for a moment and interjected.

“Yeah, she’s back on the X-factor tour again and told him they needed some space while she was gone, that it’d be good for them. I think it’s a load of shit. I think she’s tired of this lifestyle. He’s pretty upset about it.” 

Harry faced forward and Zayn could only assume from Louis’ face that his hand was again resting on his leg under the table.

“So would it be weirdly in-appropriate if I followed him to talk?” Zayn hiccuped out accidentally as he was standing. He was going to find him to talk whether they agreed with him or not.

“Nah, go for it love.” Lou shot back. “We’re headed out anyways, got stuff to get done tomorrow. Loueh? I’ll call you either tomorrow or Thursday to set up plans for work yeah?” 

“Of course.” Louis smiled. He was elated that he was getting to do this. He loved Lou’s work, and now by some freak hand of fate, he was getting to help. Zayn was proud of him. He deserved this after everything that was going on for him back home. He needed to be happy.

Everyone said their goodbyes with hugs and kisses as Lou and her two friends left for the night. Niall stood up and said he was calling a taxi, he was tired and wanted to head home. He hugged Louis briefly and then Harry, whispering something in the younger boys ear to make him blush. Harry punched Niall lightly in the side.

“See you tomorrow Mate…”

Niall came round to my side of the table and gave me a hug as well. “See you soon Zen.” He smiled his bracey smile and with that, Zayn was left at a picnic table on the street with Harry and Louis sitting too close to each other for him to be comfortable.

“Ok, well I’m going to find Liam, see you later I hope?” he smiled at Louis with a knowing look.

“Stop it Z. Yes of course you will, that’s a ridiculous thing to say.” He said to me while laughing through another sip of yet another beer. Louis was going to feel like shit tomorrow and Zayn was going to give him hell about it. 

Zayn stepped away from the table leaving Louis and Harry alone and pulled his jean jacket tighter around hjs body. It had definitely gotten colder since this afternoon. He edged around the side and heard Liam talking in the ally next to the pub.

“Fine, if that is how you really want to end things, I guess I don’t have a choice. I understand. But don’t think for one second that I wont move on Dani. I will, and you will be just another grain of sand.” he spat ferociously into the phone as he was hanging up. He looked up just in time to see Zayn trying to walk the other way, he did’t want Liam thinking he was eavesdropping on his conversation, even though he most definitely was.

“Zayn? Is that you?” He called after him down the ally way.

“Uh yeah, I was, I don’t know, just coming to check on you I guess? I’m sorry for listening.”

“No, it’s fine. We’ve been dealing with this for weeks. She’s literally crazy. Anyways, are you hungry? We should go get somethin to eat. We can actually talk.” He prodded.

“Sure, theres a cafe open 24 hours near Anthony’s flat, let me tell Tommo we’re leaving and I’ll see him at home?” Zayn told him as he walked around to the front of the bar. They were gone. No Louis, no Harry in sight. 

“His car is gone.” Liam smirked pointing to the empty space on the street where Harry’s Range Rover was parked a few mintues earlier. “I’m sure he’s just driving him back, no big deal right?” He himself even looked a little unsure. He had seen how Harry was acting with Louis. He wasn’t stupid. Neither was Zayn. On one hand Zayn was elated. He wanted to call him and best friend high five the fuck out of him. On the other hand he wanted to smack the shit out of him for letting Harry pull this on NIGHT ONE OF ONE DIRECTION WATCH. If things got weird, then they most definitely would not see them again. That’s just how things go.

Liam and Zayn walked side by side to the cafe near the flat. They talked for about an hour, about everything. Zayn's life back home in The Great White North, school, why he transferred, tumblr, everything. Some more embarrassing than others, but still a very well rounded conversation. Zayn didn’t bring up Danielle because it wasn’t his business and he could tell Liam was very thankful for that. He picked up the check and they started walking back to the flat. As they rounded the corner, Liam saw Harry’s car parked in front and all the lights were off inside the house. Liam rolled his eyes and laughed. Zayn gritted his teeth and tried to laugh through it but he was a little pissed.  Zayn wanted this for Louis, but not like this. Drunk and clumsy and underwhelmed. Zayn  invited Liam in but he said he was just going to call a cab. They sat outside on the curb and talked for a few moments while waiting on his taxi.

The black car pulled up and he stood, pulling Zayn with him as he went. He leaned in for a hug and when he was inches from Zayn's face, he pecked his lips. He stepped back and looked at Zayn, searching for an answer to what he’d just done. Zayn smiled from ear to ear.

“Wow, do you even like blokes? I.... wow ok, call me tomrorow Payno. You’ve got my number.” Liam smirked and pecked him again, this time lingering for a second longer. Liam put his hand up to Zayn's face and licked his bottom lip. Zayn opened his mouth slightly allowing Liam's tongue to mingle with his own.  

“Yes To both.” he breathed as he pulled away. “But, I will call you tomorrow, promise.” And with that, he got into the cab and pulled away.

Zayn walked into the flat with the dumbest grin on his face and then realized how irritated he still was at Louis and Harry. He tip toed to Lou's bedroom up the stairs and put his ear to his door. He didn’t hear anything so he eased the door open.

Louis was lying on his side facing the nightstand, hair disheveled and a heap of clothing on the floor. Zayn didn’t see any underwear so he assumed Louis was still in his. Beside him closest to the wall was Harry. His clothes were piled at the end of the bed as well. Coat, shirt, jeans, socks, shoes. Zayn hoped he had kept his boxers on as well. His left arm was slung over Louis on top of the covers and he was smiling in his sleep. Curls were stuck to the side of his face and a dimple was showing on his cheeks. Zayn decided to stop playing mom and just go to bed. He would just deal with all of this mess tomorrow. See if he could do some damage control. He closed the door softly behind him and made his way to his room, practically floating on air. Liam Payne kissed his face. 

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