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Lottie placed her hand on her older brother's shoulder. She raised her eyebrows, "so.... You and Prince Harry, huh?"
Louis groaned, his eyes rolling, "No, Lottie, we aren't dating. Besides, he doesn't even like boys."
"He does so! Gemma told me he's 'bisexual' whatever that means..."
"C'mon Lotts, are you really going to believe everything that bigmouth says? All she is is rumors and gossip."
Lottie huffed out a breath, crossing her arms. "Y'know, you don't have to talk about her that way, she's my friend!"
"And you don't have to lie about Harry's sexuality to me."
Johannah turned, glaring at the two, "Louis William, stop arguing with your sister and go up to your room!"
Louis' mouth hung open, "she started it!" He huffed out a breath, stomping up to his room.
Louis flopped down on his bed, a groan of exasperation slipping past his lips.
His phone dinged. He presumed it was just his sister taunting him more, but when he picked it up, it was Harry.
He couldn't remember giving the prince his number, but he decided to text him anyway.
There was no way he was falling for Harry, he wouldn't believe it.
