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by cvstle

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news but," everyone fell silent as Zayn spoke up, "there are three tickets. Louis needs one, leaving two for the four of us. Now it may just be me but, I see a problem."

"Shit true," Niall muttered, "who's going to get the tickets?" Everyone turned to Louis, who backed into the corner.

"I'm feeling so attacked."

"Nah, no pressure Louis," Harry shrugged as he started to go back to the bedroom, "on a different note,would you like one of my records?"

Kiss up, Zayn thought bitterly as he rolled his eyes. He didn't put it past any of them (including himself) to kiss up to Louis just so they could get the tickets.

"No wait, Louis! I've got something!" Niall quickly ran around the kitchen, and presented a nice silver whisk to Louis.

"Niall, why'd you give me a whisk?"

"It's a present," Niall explained, Zayn snorted. "Shut up Zayn."

"I'm not going to kiss your ass, Louis," Zayn shrugged, everyone but Louis and Zayn gasped, "I'm classier than the three of you, combined."

"Says who?" Harry asked.

"Says me," Zayn retorted, "now go, you kiss up's. Run along now." Nobody was sure if Zayn was purposefully trying to create tension or not, but the tension could be practically tasted.

Nice going, Zayn.

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qotd: birthday??

aotd: august 7