Louis' POV
I didn't pick this kid out. I had never heard of him in my life. But Matt the Manager spoke very highly of him, and it was only for a few nights this leg of tour and if we didn't like him we didn't have to take him to Europe. He seemed kind of shy at first, but started to open up the more time we spent with each other. He especially started opening up when Ava left because she wanted to surprise Stella randomly after going through all the trouble to cross the border with us and everything. I couldn't really understand Ava lately, but truthfully I've never really been able to understand Ava. She was a strange, strange bird, and from the stories I've heard she's always kind of been that way. Still, she made me smile, so I tried to just let her do what she wanted to do and not question it. Besides, having her in New York with my sister was probably a good way to keep the two of them out of trouble. They both made stupid decisions separately, but together they could pretty much handle anything.
Peter: Heads up, I think your sister is about to do something stupid.
Yes, just what I needed. A text from Spiderman.
"What's wrong?" Oli asked, when I groaned upon seeing the text message.
"My sister's about to do something stupid, apparently." I grumbled.
"Mate, when isn't she?" Oli chuckled.
"You have a sister?" Leo asked. Leo was the kid. He was about Stella's age, and since Stella acts young I figure everyone around her age is a kid.
"She's the one who flashed everybody at Coachella." Oli commented.
"SHE FLASHED EVERYONE AT COACHELLA?!" Leo exclaimed, sitting straight up. "Your sister?!"
"Don't remind me." I groaned. "And it wasn't everyone, it was just Justin Bieber, he barely counts."
"I've seen that picture at least a hundred times now, it clearly..." Oli started.
"Ew, why are you looking?" I complained, interrupting him.
"BACK TO THE POINT!" Oli exclaimed. "She's about to do something stupid. Tell me more." The previously disinterested Oli said.
"No tell me more, I want to hear about this sister of yours." Leo commented. I sighed.
"Stella is just... my girlfriend calls her a walking target. Like bad things just keep happening to this poor girl and I feel bad for her but also sometimes she does shit too that gets her into bad situations. Like for example, she drank so fucking much at Coachella that she flashed Justin and then had to deal with the consequences of her actions and I feel bad because I know why she drank so much but also... like there are healthier coping mechanisms, you know." I explained.
"Like you're the CEO of healthy coping mechanisms, mate." Oli joked.
"Anyway, she's friends with Spiderman, and he just texted me saying she's about to do something stupid so I should probably call her." I explained.
"Come on, what's the worst she could get into?" Leo wondered.
"Well there was one time she got kidnapped, so..." I pointed out.
"Kidnapped?!" Leo exclaimed.
"I'm telling you, girly has been through it." I shrugged.
"Did you just call her girly?" Oli wondered.
"Oh god. They're rubbing off on me." I complained.
"You need a drink, and you need it now." Oli demanded, standing up to go get me this drink.
"This is basically like a bros only weekend, might as well enjoy it while it lasts, right?" Leo asked. He made a point. This was the first time since December I'd truly had time away from the girls. Maybe I should enjoy it. Oli came over with three clear cups full of what I assumed to be vodka Redbull because that was my personal favorite and handed one to me and one to Leo.
