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~*Chapter 6*~

Niall and Louis are the first to get to Taylor's and Louis would be lying if he said he didn't feel incredibly awkward. He hadn't exactly been the friendliest person towards Taylor in the past. There'd been plenty of times where he'd made snide comments about her in interviews and he cringes when he remembers the time he pushed her out of the way when a group of them were singing karaoke together backstage at Madison Square Garden.

With this in mind, he's fully expecting to be greeted by a cold look and probably even a roll of the eyes. What he doesn't expect is for Taylor to launch herself at both him and Niall, pulling them into an embrace and squealing when they separate.

"Oh my gosh, hi!" She exclaims, "Congratulations on your awards! You guys were super awesome!"

Louis blinks steadily a few times, steadying himself and fixing his fringe, laughing a little awkwardly. "Erm, thank you!" He tries, "You too, congrats."

"Oh, sick is that a Photo Booth?" Niall interrupts, pointing past the crowds of people.

"Yeah it is, you guys should totally come take pictures!" Taylor replies, bouncing around on the spot.

Louis gives Niall a quick glance and Niall shrugs back at him. "Yeah, alright then. Why not?"

*

The party is sick to be fair. Practically everyone who was at the award show is here, Louis bumping into someone he knows every few seconds. The venue is amazing, Taylor's rented out a whole club for the night, it's got a multitude of different levels and rooms, all with their own themes. The drinks are flowing and the dance floors are heaving, lights and lasers making everything blurred and bedazzled in Louis' vision.

Louis' phone vibrates in his pocket as he dances with Niall and a few people he doesn't know the names of. He pulls it out, turning his body away from the crowds of people to read it.

'I'm almost here x' It's from Harry.

He gets butterflies in his stomach as he takes the message in, Harry's going to be here soon. Taking a swig of his drink for added confidence, he types out 'hurry x' and hits send.

Harry replies almost instantly, 'I'll be here as quick as I can ;)'

Louis blushes at the winky face before typing out 'not quick enough'

He can't believe he's flirting with Harry over text in the middle of a dance floor like some teenage boy with a crush.

"Louis!" Niall calls to him, wrapping his arms over Louis' shoulder and spinning him around. "Get off the phone you anti social twat."

Louis locks his phone quickly, shoving it back in his pocket and laughing at Niall's words. "Sorry, lad. Let's go get another drink, yeah?" They make their way over to the bar, shuffling through people to get to the front.

Niall calls the bartender over and gets him and Louis a drink. "Who were you textin'?" Niall asks him, smirking.

Louis rolls his eyes, taking the drink from the bartender and offering a thanks. "Are you really gonna make me say it?"

"Yup." Niall nods, shoving a straw into his glass.

Louis knocks Niall's arm playfully, "I was texting Harry."

"Aww!" Niall drawls out, pinching Louis' cheek before Louis' bats him away. "What were you sayin', 'can't wait to see you my little sweetie pie, miss you even though we've spent all night glued to each other.'"

Louis shoves him again, elbowing him in the side. "You are a dick, you know that?"

Niall grins at him, "I am. But you love me."