Chapter:-8

For as long as Alex can remember, Ash has always been his best friend since he came to college.

There are a few constant things in Alex life: his family, this town he's grown up in, and Louis.

He had his other friends, of course, but Ash had always been and still was the person that Alex was closest to. Maybe it was due to the fact that they live next to each other, and that, since the first night they'd talked, when he and Ash shared a conversation on their conjoining roofs, they instantly hit off, and a friendship developed. Or maybe it was that Louis was always so cheeky, almost the opposite of Alex, but it complimented Harry's slow and thoughtful way of life perfectly. Either way, it just kind of happened.

Twenty-three year old Alex is desperately trying to work out one of his many math problems on his homework when, out of the corner of his eye, a bright light catches his attention. He turns his head, looking out th