Louis takes a swig of his beer. "You wanna know why we aren't okay?"
"Please do tell me Louis," Harry insists.
"You"-Louis sticks his finger against Harry's chest-"are making a big deal about nothing! We both miss shit, not just me okay? So don't go...
Hi! I really forgot that there was a bit of a cliff-hanger in the last one. Stupid me!
And you're probably wondering who's that dude in the left corner. Read to find out;)
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This is bad. Like really fucking bad. Louis was sat on the sofa with Liam and Niall who were cuddling him from both sides. He was nursing a cup of coffee in his hands and his eyes were glued to the TV screen.
There were pictures of him leaving the club with the girl and they both were clearly intoxicated. The paps even managed to get a shot of them making out in the car.
The gossips channels and all the news outlets were on top of it. They were currently showing clips from Louis's snapchat last night, which he immediately deleted. Louis didn't even know he had a snapchat.
But what was worse is since Louis went home with a woman people are now questioning his sexuality. They are accusing him of queer baiting, saying he has been "pretending to be gay" to bring publicity to Arsenal.
Some even had the nerve to bring Harry and their kids into this. Louis had to sit there and listen to these reporters tell him that his own family was part of this whole big conspiracy theory.
Louis finally had enough and shuts off the television.
"I fucked up so bad guys." Louis swallows down his tears. He has been trying not to cry since he got home.
Niall gently rubs his back. "It'll be okay Lou. We called your agent to try to get everything under control."
"Shit I need to call coach. He's gonna murder me." Louis starts to frantically search for his phone.
Liam grabs at his hands. "Hey no need. We already called. He wasn't pissed, just worried. He wants you to call him back when you're okay to talk."
Louis relaxes back into the sofa. "You guys are the best people in my life. I don't know how I would be living without you." Louis tucks his face into Liam's neck.
"Stop being so sappy." Niall chuckles. "We still love you even when you make stupid mistakes."
"I should have listened to you guys." Louis sniffles. "You told me to stay in but no, I had to be a stubborn arse."
The three men were suddenly alarmed when they heard footsteps coming from the hallway.
Louis wipes his face dry and tries to make himself look like he hasn't had the worst morning in his life. By the time he turned around, he is greeted by both his oldest children.
"Good morning kiddos," Niall says brightly, trying to distract them from their obviously distraught father.
Olivia ignores the Irishman and focuses her attention on Louis with an unreadable expression written on her face. "Morning dad. Did you take care of everything with coach last night?" she asks, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
