Harry: looks at phone "For the love of god, Louis!"
Louis: rushes in room "Who died, and what did the llama eat?!"
Harry: "No one died, and the llama ate normal llama food. But look what you did to my phone!" shows him
Louis: "I never did such a thing!"
Harry: "So you're saying you didn't send Nick pictures of our house, and engagement rings."
Louis: "Psh, naw!"
Harry: "Sure..."
Louis: "I'm being honest here!"
Harry: "Whatever, I'm going to the store, need anything?"
Louis: "You."
Harry: smacks him playfully "No, I really mean it though, need anything?"
Louis: "Oreos, Skittle Riddles, Orange pop, mint chocolate ice cream, molk-"
Harry: "You said it wrong.'
Louis: "Said what wrong?"
Harry: "Milk, you said molk like someone's throwing up."
Louis: "No I didn't!"
Harry: "Yes you did!"
Niall: "What happened, and where are my crisps?!"
Louis: "Harry and I are fighting about how to say molk, and you ate them.
Niall: "Oh." looks down, then back up "But why were why fighting about malk?"
Harry: facepalms "Ugh, guys say milkshake."
Louis/Niall: "Milkshake."
Louis: "My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard-"
Niall/Harry: "Louis!"
Louis: pouts
Harry: "Anyway, now say milk."
Louis: "Molk."
Niall: "Malk."
Harry: "You guys aren't even saying the same thing!"
Niall: "We're saying it perfectly!"
Liam: goes into room "Niall, inside voice."
Niall:sighs "Yes Liam."
Liam: nods, leaves
Louis: "We're saying molk perfectly!"
Harry: "No you arent!"
Niall: "Yes we are!
Harry: puts gun to head "Say it right!"
Louis: points gun at Harry "Don't do it Hazza!"
Niall: points gun at Harry "Yeah Harry, don't do it!"
Harry: "You're gonna shot me if I shot myself!?"
Niall/ Louis: look at each other, then point guns to them
Niall: "Don't do it man!"
Louis: "Please don't Hazza!"
Harry: "Why the heck are we even fighting about milk?!"