zayn looks sad when he smokes
louis wishes he wouldn't smoke at all
but zayn won't listen to him
so louis straddles his hips and inhales the fumes
"might as well get cancer together," he murmurs with a twisted smile
zayn shifts under louis like a seabed
and holds his breath until he can't hold it anymore

{nocturne;
the flies, the lies
the money that you earn
let it burn, let it burn
nocturne;
the grime, the crimes
will you ever learn?
let it burn, let it burn}

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