stay for the night (in the palaces of my mind)
It's tentative, the voice. Louis keeps his eyes firmly closed. This isn't real, he tells himself. This isn't happening. He’d been so careful.
Zayn was going to kill him. Fuck. He’d known better than to go out for a supply run on his own. But Susie had been sick and he hadn’t wanted to take Mike with him when he was so worried about his little sister. She was only eleven years old, it wasn’t like she could stay on her own.
He knows the rules. He knows that agreement that he’s made with Zayn. If I ever come back different-
He scrunches his eyes shut even tighter, as though that can keep the horrible truth at bay. He doesn’t have to be different, he tells himself. He can just ignore-
Shut up, he thinks. This isn’t real. You’re not real. This isn’t happening.
“I’m sorry you feel that way,” the voice in his head whispers.
Written for the @howdidigethereficfest for the song 'Palaces'.