#lilo drabble

I changed the prompt a little bit.. Hope you like it, though!

After a round of responding to tweets, Louis found himself in the Soccer Aid lineup.

He hadn't planned on it, but after hearing about Liam playing, he couldn't help himself. He usually had a busy schedule, but now he had an excuse to hang out with Liam. And he was sure Liam wouldn't mind.

Louis didn't even tell Liam about it until the first practice. He planned on keeping it a surprise for as long as he could - and somehow it worked.

Louis showed up to the practice a bit late - traffic was awful, and he had to get his coffee. It took Liam some time to actually notice him, though. The other members of the team had been watching in amusement as Louis came closer, but Liam was still focused on whatever he was doing.

"Am I really just not that noticeable?"

As soon as Liam noticed, he turned around, giving Louis a tight hug. “Tommo!”

"Didn't expect to see you here! ..What are you doing here?"

Louis rolled his eyes. "Did you not see how I'm dressed? I'm here for practice! I'm a part of the team, mate."

"Oh!" Liam's eyes widened, the grin on his face somehow getting wider. "I don't know how I didn't notice that!"

Louis shook his head. "You're a strange one, Payno."

Liam laughed, swinging an arm around Louis' shoulders. "Missed you, mate."

"It's been a month, lad. And we all text each other every day."

Liam shrugged. "Still missed you."

Thank you for sending me a prompt 💖💖 I’ll be honest this is probably terrible because I have never written lilo in my life, but an attempt was made. Hopefully you don’t hate it.

139. “If I win, you do dishes for a week.”

It really had started off as a joke. Liam making some passing comment about “I bet I can find a date for the party before you.” And Louis really has never been one to back off from a challenge.

“Ok you’re on.”

“Wait what, I was joking.”

“Oh come on Payno, you scared.”

“Definitely not, just don’t know why you want to set yourself up to lose.”

“I’m not gonna lose. And when I win you’ll have to do my laundry for a month.” His mind drifted to the piles of laundry in his bedroom that had been collecting for months.

“More like burn the laundry but fine. And if I win, you do dishes for a week.” Though he wasn’t even sure Louis knew how to wash a dish.

“You’re on,” Louis smirks, “just make sure to separate the colors.”

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The party was a week away and Liam knew Louis was having just as much trouble finding a date as he was. He just couldn’t find someone interesting enough and he didn’t want to settle for just anyone and end up having a terrible time. Maybe he could just ask Harry, it wouldn’t be a real date but it’d be something.

But when he called Harry he already had a date. So he’s back to square one. If he really thought about it he knew the real reason he was having such a hard time. But admitting you have feelings for your best friend and roommate isn’t exactly easy. Of course things get worse when he comes home to Louis smiling like a madman and telling Liam he lost the bet.

“Oh yeah, I found the perfect date.”

“Anybody I know.” And he really was trying his hardest to keep the jealousy out his voice.

“Probably not, he’s more the artsy type.”

All Liam could do was hum as a response. He knew that really it was his own fault for agreeing to the stupid bet in the first place but he hadn’t realized how bad his crush was. He was pulled from his pity party by Louis literally knocking on his head.

“Liam, you in there?”

“Wha? Yeah just- yeah.”

“You alright? You seem out of it?”

“I’m fine Louis.” He hadn’t meant to snap but he didn’t feel like talking anymore.

“Jesus, I was just checking. No need to get all bitchy.” Louis might be right but Liam was still annoyed and he wasn’t helping.

“Oh right, cause you’re just a saint.”

“What the fuck is your problem.”

“Nothing.” He didn’t want to say even more that he’d regret and telling Louis that he was jealous, even though he didn’t really have the right, was something he’d definitely regret.

“Bullshit.”

“Louis just drop it please.”

“No you’re gonna tell me what’s wrong and we’re gonna fix it.”

“Don’t think that’s possible,” he gulps torn between spilling his guts and just packing his things and moving out, “can’t exactly force someone to like me back.”

“Oh, you’re all pouty over an unrequited crush?”

“Something like that.”

“Well they’re stupid. Complete idiot.”

“Louis-“

“No I’m serious, I mean even besides the fact that you’re hot, you’re the best guy I’ve ever met. Anyone who wouldn’t like you back is an idiot.”

“You really shouldn’t talk that way about yourself.” And he hadn’t meant to say that out loud at all but it was too late and Louis’ jaw had dropped.

Liam isn’t sure what to do but apologizing sounds like a solid plan.

“Louis I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to- I don’t know, have feelings but I do. But don’t worry about it, it should pass hopefully-“ but he’s interrupted by Louis grabbing his face and kissing him forcefully. It’s a short kiss, and he really didn’t even have time to kiss back.

“Liam, please shut up,” Liam squawks at that, offended, “because in case you couldn’t tell, I like you too.”

And then Louis is kissing him again. And maybe he did find a date after all.

Liam smiled to himself as he felt the cool breeze blowing past him. The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was clear. It was a great day to be outside like this. It was so peaceful, as well. Although, that was to be interrupted soon.

"Payno! Get your ass back here and help me!"

Liam sighed, setting his fishing rod down to the side. "Coming, Lou!" He called back, standing back up. He was starting to regret offering to teach Louis how to fish, even if it was some nice bonding time. Louis was rather pushy today, in Liam's opinion.

"What's up, Tommo?" He asked, walking up behind Louis, who was struggling with the line.

"This stupid thing got stuck on a rock again!" Louis let out a frustrated sigh, tugging at the line, trying to get the hook free. This was the third time it had happened in the last hour. Both he and Liam were getting annoyed with it.

"Alright, alright," Liam sighed. "Give me the pole, will you?" Louis nodded and handed Liam the fishing rod. Liam pulled at it for a bit and finally managed to get the hook free. "Aha! There we go!"

Liam looked over the line and hook for a moment, making sure they were still in tact. "Everything looks good.. You'll need some more bait, though. Think that got caught under the rock, or a fish took it."

Louis groaned but nodded and walked back to where Liam had set up the tackle box. He looked through it for a moment before he picked out one of the containers with bait and took out some of it. "This stuff is disgusting, mate. You sure it's the best bait?"

Liam shrugged, helping Louis with the bait once he returned. "It's the best I have, anyway."

"It really does smell awful, though, you've got to admit," Louis said, holding the fishing rod as Liam grabbed the hook and put the bait on the end of it. Liam nodded, dropping the hook. "It does, yeah. It works, though."

Louis rolled his eyes. "And where's the proof of that? We haven't exactly caught anything yet."

"I've had it work well on other trips," Liam defended, walking over to grab his own rod. "Maybe you're just bad luck, mate," he teased. He walked over next to Louis, making sure to stay a few feet away and starting fishing there.

"Maybe you've lost your skill," Louis shot back, throwing his own line in. Liam was quiet for a moment before reeling his line in. There was a fairly large fish at the end of the hook. "You were saying?" Liam smirked, raising a brow as he looked over at Louis.

Louis' eyes widened slightly, and then he shook his head in disbelief. "You've got to be some kind of magic, Payno. I don't know how you do it."

"I've been teaching you for the last two hours, Tommo. You should know by now," he teased, taking the fish off the line and tossing it back into the water. "I think the fish just don't like you."

Louis rolled his eyes once again, giving Liam a playful shove. "Maybe you're just not a good teacher."

"I'm plenty good at teaching. You're the problem. Nothing sticks in that thick head of yours."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, Payno. Let's just get this trip over before I make more of a fool out of myself."

When Liam walks inside, he's a bit confused as to why no one else is inside. The lights are off, and nobody is in sight. Until it hit him. His birthday is in a few days. What else could it be?

"Surprise!"

There it is.

Liam laughs a bit, trying to act surprised about the party. It was well planned, he can tell. He doesn't want the others to be disappointed about not surprising him. "You guys did all this?" He asks. He's grateful for it, even if he hadn't been too surprised.

Harry shakes his head and shoves Louis forward with a laugh, and Niall does the same to Zayn. "Not all of us," Harry says with a grin. "These two fuckers have been plannin' it for a while," Niall laughs.

Liam looks over to the two, raising a brow, a grin on his face. "Really? I didn't know you two were capable of such things," he teases. "Thank you, though. I really appreciate it."

Zayn chuckles, and walks over to Liam, planting a quick kiss on his lips. "Happy birthday, Li."

Louis rolls his eyes, a bit of a disgusted look on his face, although everyone knows he's not actually that bothered by it. Liam snickers, motioning for Louis to come over. "Ah, come here, mate. I'm still waiting for my birthday hug."

Louis lets out a groan, but comes over to Liam, giving him a tight hug. "There. Happy?"

"Very," Liam grins. "Thanks, mate, really."

Louis chuckles and lets go of Liam, ruffling his hair. "Yeah, yeah. Just go enjoy your party. And Zayn later," he smirks.

Liam rolls his eyes, though a slight blush makes its way to his cheeks.

"Happy birthday, Payno," Louis grins, giving Liam one last pat on the shoulder before leaving him with Zayn.

WE’RE HAVING A BOY!

I was tagged (again) by @somewhereisaplacethatziamknow for the 5 Minute Writing Challenge because she wanted me to continue writing on a drabble I started the other night.  So, since I can’t seem to turn down a challenge, I did it.  I’m not sure how I feel about it, but here it is.

(Part 1 is here.)

Louis awoke the next morning feeling hot and crushed.  He blinked his eyes a few times and glanced down to see Liam clinging to his chest and breaths coming in the even pattern of deep sleep.  With a sad smile, Louis wiggled himself out from the grasp of his broken-hearted friend and made his way into the bathroom.  He looked at himself in the mirror and groaned that he looked almost as bad as he knew that Liam felt.

It had been almost a year since Zayn had disappeared from their lives. Since, Liam had showed up on his doorstep with tears running down his face and not even enough sanity left to tell him what had happened.  Liam had come home to a half-empty flat and a note saying that Zayn just couldn't stay, that he couldn't live with someone who didn't want to commit to him.

Liam had sobbed and that was the first time he had shown Louis the ring. That he had popped open the jewler's box with a sad smile. "I bought it for him, but I just couldn't ever bring myself to give it to him."  

Louis knew that Liam was afraid of commitment. Had been burned before.  A broken engagement. Being left at the altar.  One divorce.  He had every reason to hesitate when it came to forever.  They all knew it. They had all stood by him through everything.  

Or Louis had thought they all understood, but apparently Zayn wasn't as understanding as the rest of them.  Zayn had no regrets about adding to Liam's long history of broken relationships.  Had no issue leaving behind the man he supposedly loved in a million pieces to be put back together by the man who had been harbouring a quiet crush for more years than he could remember.