The Mutual opposition

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Louis's POV

"So I suggest you apologize to her if you expect me to love you ever again" Luna finishes.

I let out a snort.

"Lu it was just a joke. She was overreacting."

"It was a really disgusting vulgar joke"
she comments.

"I'll tell her I'm sorry alright?"

She smiles.

"Hey Lu?"

"Yeah?"

"Why do you care so much about her feelings if she's always a bitch to you?"

She shrugs.

"Well she thinks I'm annoying and there's nothing I can really do about it so she just sort of verbally assaults me the way you do to Liam. But she's still my friend."

"The mean friend?"

"Well you're the mean friend too and I still love you, ironically."

I roll my eyes.

"Harry wants me to pick up some wine at the liquor store for snow bunny's party. I don't suppose you-"

"No."

"Alright, than I guess I could ask Roxanne to come with me."

Her eyes widen as I walk out of the living room.

Grabbing my keys, I stand at the door.

"No wait! I'm coming too!"

"So you'll teach me right?"

"I don't know love, you've never had any experience?"

"Well, I mean, no."

Great.

This is going to be absolutely terrifying.

"You're really sure about this? I mean, I'm sure management has at least someone who can teach you how to drive a car."

"Eh."

"Can't Lily?"

"Stop stalling. Why don't you want me to drive?"

"Because you'll leave me" I joke.

"Bitch, you know I'm your ride or die."

I let out a sarcastic laugh.

"Yeah, it's actually hard to get rid of you."

"You still want to be the mean friend?"

I grunt and park in front of the liquor store.

"Come on babe."

"Don't try and sweet talk me. We're not friends."

I grab a case of New Castle off the shelf for the lads and Guiness for the Irish one.

"What do your friends like?"

"I don't know. Why don't you ask them?"

"I could've brought Roxanne."

"I could've brought Niall."

I know that sno- Lily likes hard lemonade and Jack Daniels whiskey.

On the top shelf I reach a bottle of Bully Hill wine.

She'd better like it else Zayn'll be narked at me.

"Can you carry this please?"

"Of course mother dear."