omg kate 9
a passage from a WIP
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“Listen, if I don’t make a detour inside to the bathroom, I’ll be pissing all over your feet,” Louis slurs quietly, and maybe the wine is going to his head a bit, but he’s pretty sure that Zayn is swaying. Or the trees behind him are swaying. One of the two, definitely swaying.
“Kinky,” Zayn says with a smirk.
“You’re a fucking idiot, you know,” Louis responds, standing. “Remind me again why we’re on this romantic getaway.”
“Not romantic.”
“Not yet, man,” Louis says. He pats Zayn’s shoulder once, letting his hand hold tight to his sweater for a moment to steady himself. Pace yourself, the tour guide had said, maybe he had also mentioned something about not knowing how much wine you’re drinking until it hits you all at once. Bullshit, Louis had said.
When he finally makes it to the bathroom, he’s fairly sure that he’s done with the wine for now, since it’s only nearing 2 o’clock and they still have an entire day of fun to be had. They’re attending a dinner tonight, some fancy thing on the back lawn that the resort puts on for all of it’s guests, complete with music and dancing at the end of it. Louis can’t believe how fancy he and Zayn are, honestly, wine and dinners and not even one hole in his jeans today. They’re really growing up, Louis thinks.
He’s pondering his new state of adulthood when he turns the corner to walk further into the bathroom and runs straight into another person. He gasps loudly, ever the dramatic one, and hears a small giggle coming from whoever it was that nearly knocked him over.
“Oops!"
