"Okay, I want to see this Niall person I'll be third-wheeling with." Louis said non-chalantly sitting on my lap.
"Ugh, why are you so heavy?" I groaned.
"Hey, don't be rude mate!" He said smacking my forehead with his hand.
"Just stating the truth." I shrugged while he put one of his arms around my shoulders.
"C'mon let me see him." He insisted.
"I know what you want, but he is straight."
"Everyone is straight till they see me." He said sassily.
I rolled my eyes, "he has lived with Zayn for three years and they never did anything, so he is straight."
"That's what they told you''
That was my turn to smack his forehead.
"Ah, whatcha did that for?" Louis squealed.
"Don't imply things about my boy."
"Your boy." He rolled his eyes, "anyway let me see this guy."
I huffed and took out my phone going to Niall's instagram. Louis took my phone from my hands and started scrolling through the pictures.
"You had one job Styles." He groaned.
"What?" I asked confused.
"You can't bring here this cute Irish boy and tell me he is straight. I'm gunna curl in a ball and cry for the rest of my life."