Oops? ? Zouis Talik

[I'll get the mistakes later, sorry]

Louis walked into a diner late one night and took a seat at the counter. He'd been feeling overwhelmed by the fame and just wanted a few moments to feel like old times when he was Louis and not Louis Tomlinson 1/4 of One Direction. 

A menu was placed in front of him and as he looked up his blue eyes locked on a pair of brown eyes, not as memorizing as Zayn's but still amazing. 

"Oh wow Louis!" She gasped  covering how mouth with her right hand.

Louis slumped back in his seat and his faint smile was now a full frown.

"I've messed up, yeah? You wanted to not be known or am I reading too much into this?" The girl asked sounding genuine, which is a trait that has been missing from Louis life for the passed two years. Everyone wants/needs something from him. His mum, his sisters, his old mates, his new mates...it even feels like Zayn always needs something from him, so her genuinity was welcomed.

"Yeah" he admitted "I just want to be a simple lad for one day. It's all so much all the time and... I'm overwhelmed to put it simply." when he finally turned his gaze back up to the girl, she smiled. 

She didn't say anything else, she didn't need to. Louis knew that she understood him, and that for him was enough.

"What can I get you today mister...?"

"You can call me Louis, and I'll take an Earl Grey and a slice of that apple pie please."

"Sure thing Louis, I'll get that for you ASAP." Her smile never faded as she turned to make her way over to the hot water dispenser.

"Hey umm, what's your name... since you know mine?"

She smiled even wider as she walked back over to Louis who in turn was grinning back at her, "M'name's Eleanor... Eleanor Calder." 

***

"When do you plan on telling Louis about his sons?" Liam said with his jaw clenched

Zayn froze, how did Liam know? If he knows... who else knows? Does Louis know?

 "Zayn!" Liam shouted making him take a step back and Liam's unexpected tone.

"C-come in..."

Now words were exchanged as they made their way to the living room. Zayn kept stealing glances at Liam trying to read his face and Liam kept trying to figure out what exactly to say to Zayn. Liam wasn't always the best friend he could possibly be, especially the first year after Louis and Zayn broke up, but he tried. He, unlike the others, came back. 

Once they made it to the living they sat on Zayns sofa, opposite sides, and stared straight ahead. No one wanted to have the first word. In a way they were trying to avoid the inevitable conversation they were about to have. 

"Za-" "Li-" They both started at the same time

"You go first." Zayn insisted with a nervous smile on his face before he turned hos gaze back to his hands and began fidgeting.

'Zayn... How could you not tell him?" LIam asked as if it was the easiest thing in the world.