Louis's POV
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Louis, happy birthday to you!" Everyone sang in harmony, clapping their hands as I blew the 18 candles on my cake.
Each person took a piece of cake and sat down to eat.
"Happy birthday, mate!" The lads came over.
"Thanks."
"Boobear, did you enjoy the party?" My mom asked me.
"Yeah, it's really cool. But, um, maybe next time it should be a little more mature? I'm 18 now I don't want any rainbows and unicorns on my cake, or on the walls."
"I'm so sorry, it was Daisy and Phoebe's idea." My mom said, making the boys laugh.
"Fine, then. But next time you should ask me, not the girls."
"Lou, we're going to sleep over, is that okay?" Zayn asked.
"Yeah, sure." I agreed. "Let the girls stay over too, I'm sure Lottie would like some company."
"Yeah, good idea." Liam said and called Sophia to tell her. Zayn and Harry did the same for Perrie and Gemma.
------------------- (later that night)
"Daisy! Phoebe! Where are you two?!" My mom called from the back, right after that, I felt a short someone clutch into me, Daisy. Niall had Phoebe clutched on him.
"Please help us, she wants to give us a shower and go to bed, but we're not sleepy!" Daisy told me.
"Okay, come with me. Phoebe, follow Daisy." I said and helped them get in the back of the couch. "Can you breathe?"
They gave me a thumbs up as an answer. Niall was dying out of laughter at the moment.
"Lou, I think you should get them back to their mom, be a good brother." Harry said.
"Shut up, Harry. What do you know about brotherhood? You don't have little twin sisters."
"Daisy! Phoebe!" My mom called again. "Hey, boys, have you seen the twins?" She asked us.
"I saw them running but I don't know where they are." Niall said, making me put my arm around him.
"Boo, you shouldn't make your friends lie like that, I know that you hid them somewhere." Busted.
"Sorry." I apologized.
"Daisy and Phoebe, if you don't come out, I'll punish Louis." Niall laughed again.
"No!" They said while standing up simultaneously.
"Now come on, Ernest and Doris are already sleeping."
"Have you got any plans for tomorrow?" Liam asked me.
"I'm planning to celebrate being 18, by being a potato couch."
"We're in!" The lads said.
"Boobear! You should go out tomorrow, instead of being a potato couch!" My mom heard our conversation.
"I'm 18, I can do whatever I want!" I said back. "If I felt like it, I'm going to help you with the kids."
"We will help, too!" Harry said.
"Thanks!"
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Q: what's your favorite color?
A: purple 💜
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