We're in our booth, eating our food and just having a great time. Louis radiates so much happiness right now and he practically glows ever time I look at him. That's why, when I suddenly see Zayn Malik in the corner of my eye, my first instinct is to prevent Louis from seeing him as well. I don't want bad memories and experiences to ruin what I've just build up today.

I try to keep my glare off of Zayn so Louis won't look at him, but Zayn suddenly turns around from the cashier he was standing with and looks straight at our booth. He must have felt someone looking at him. As soon as his gaze lands on Louis his jaw drops.

Oh right, everyone else still think Louis' dead. I'm pretty sure Johanna and I are the only people who knows he isn't - well, except from Zayn now.

Of course Louis gets curious of who has my attention and looks in the same direction I'm looking; the direction where Zayn is standing. Louis and Zayn get eye contact and I can't feel Louis cringing slightly since we're holding hands. Within seconds Zayn is walking towards our table and I internally panic.

I know this is about Louis and Zayn, not me, but I can't help but feel the urge to do something. I feel like I have to take care of Louis. But, he's strong, he's went through so much already on his own, he can do this as well. This time I'll just be rooting for him on the sideline.

"Hi Lou." Zayn says, a shocked undertone clear in his voice.

"Don't...call me that." Louis shuts his eyes quickly, his fists clenching and unclenching around mine.

"Sorry." Zayn answers deflates, his eyes meanwhile scanning every part of Louis' face as if he was the 8th wonder of the world.

"But you- you're....alive." He says, not even believing his own words.

"That's right Sherlock." Louis says sarcastically looking up at Zayn as if he was a waste of time - which he probably is.

"Louis." Johanna gives him a warning look. Louis mutters a small sorry in return to which his mom nods.

The whole atmosphere is very tense and uncomfortable. Zayn is still trying to believe his own eyes at the sight of Louis. Johanna and I have no place in this, we're just here to make sure Louis is okay. And Louis, yeah he looks to be going through all sorts of emotions right now.

"So, what do ya want?" Louis' patience finally stops.

"I want to apologize. What I did was wrong and selfish and just not okay. I didn't hear you out and I only cared about my own reputation and that's an awful thing to do. I know the chance of us becoming best friends again is very small, but I at least don't want you to hate me. You can scold me all you want, but please just give me the chance to make this right...." Zayn pleads, and I actually must say, that wasn't a bad apology. He did a pretty good job.

"I don't know Zayn....you really messed our friendship up. What you did really hit me." Louis explains. I can see he's very conflicted right now.

"I'll think about it." He finally looks Zayn in the eyes.

"That's more than enough for me. I'll make this right I swear." Zayn promises.

"Okay."

With that Zayn walks away again and we are left in silence in our booth.

"That was great of you. You're so strong." I smile at him, pecking his lips quickly.

"Thank you, Hazza." We're all taken aback by the nickname, but I quickly find myself loving it.

"Okay, enough with the lovey-dovey. Let a woman eat her food." Johanna chuckles making Louis and I do so as well.

As Johanna focuses on her burger I turn to Louis. "I don't really want to, but we have to talk about this; what are we gonna do with school? No one knows you're alive. That's gonna cause attention." I point out.

I know Louis doesn't want to discuss this either, but it has to be done.

"I know. I'm just gonna walk in like any other day. Let people think what they want. I'm pretty sure basically the whole school knows now that I was innocent in the scenario Taylor put up so at least I don't hope I'll get as much bullied anymore. Just maybe because of the fact that I'm gay now, but I can handle it. As long as you're right there with me."

"Of course. Are you sure? You're not gonna get the urge to....you know...again?" I need to be sure of this.

"I promise you I'm not. And if I ever get the urge you'll be the first to know. I'll do anything to prevent it though." He gently squeezing my hand in his comfortingly. We smile at each other and turn back to our food after exchanging quick I love you's.

No one will ever lay as much as a threatening finger on Louis and that's a promise I'm making to myself right now. From this moment on, I'll do anything in my power to make his life joyful again.