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the interviewer leaned in, intrigued. "so, did any of you know each other before one direction? any friendships or wild stories from back in the day?"

louis and i exchanged a glance, our expressions instantly mischievous. "oh, definitely," louis said, trying to keep a straight face. "amélie and i go way back. we actually met under the bleachers during lunch one day in school."

"really?" the interviewer raised an eyebrow, clearly curious. "under the bleachers? what were you two doing there?"

i bit back a grin. "oh, you know, just skipping out on P.E., hiding from teachers... minding our own business."

niall let out a loud laugh, shaking his head. "oh, sure, louis following school rules. that's real believable."

"oi, don't knock it, nialler," louis said, pretending to look offended, though he was fighting back a grin. "we were just two rebels, bonding over skipping class. then prom rolled around, and we both thought, 'nah, not our scene.' so we skipped it together. proper pissed amelie's mum off, sorry alora."

"right," i added, nodding seriously. "who needs prom when you've got a mate willing to ditch it with you?"

liam, always the sensible one, rolled his eyes. "here we go again. don't believe a word of it," he told the interviewer with a smile. "they're making this up as they go along."

harry leaned back in his chair with a smirk, crossing his arms as he watched us, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "oh, let them have their moment, liam. it's harmless... unless they drag niall in too."

at that, louis shot harry a look. "oh, i'll drag whoever i want into this! besides, niall's already on board," louis said, giving niall a nudge.

niall threw up his hands, grinning. "hey, i'm innocent in all this! but i mean, yeah, if we're telling fake stories, i'll back you up."

the interviewer was laughing now, clearly entertained by our chaotic energy. "so, liam, does that make you the dad of the group?"

liam sighed, feigning exasperation. "yeah, pretty much. someone has to keep this lot in line."

"oh, come on, li," i said, nudging him with a grin. "you'd be so bored without us."

zayn chuckled from the other end of the sofa, his expression calm but clearly amused. "you know, i think liam actually loves it. secretly, he lives for the chaos."

harry laughed, patting liam on the shoulder. "it's true. without us, liam would be lost. daddy direction. "

"well, with these three," liam said, gesturing to me, louis, and niall, "i don't have a choice. someone's gotta be the responsible one."

"what about me?" harry asked, mock-offended.

"you, harry?" niall scoffed. "you're as bad as them. if you're picking on me, that is."

harry shrugged with a smirk. "you're easy to pick on, mate. what can i say?"

the interviewer's grin widened as she watched us bicker. "so you all really are like a little family. louis and amélie are clearly the troublemakers, niall goes along with it, liam's the dad... and harry?"

"oh, harry just stirs the pot whenever he can," i said with a laugh, shooting him a playful look.

"only with niall," harry said with a wink. "he's my favorite target."

niall rolled his eyes, but he was smiling. "you're lucky i like you, mate."

"oh, don't worry, nialler," louis said, slinging an arm around him. "you've got us on your side. always."

zayn leaned back, shaking his head at all of us. "yeah, i'll be the one who steps in when you all get in over your heads. someone's gotta keep you grounded."

louis grinned, elbowing zayn. "zayn's the protective big brother. don't let the quiet fool you—he'll back us up if we need it."

"well, it sounds like you've got a pretty balanced group," the interviewer said, smiling at us. "a little chaos, a little calm. it must be comforting to have each other's backs."

"it is," i said, sharing a look with all of them. "we're a strange little family, but i wouldn't have it any other way."

as the interviewer moved on to the next question, i felt louis nudge me, a conspiratorial grin on his face. and across from us, harry was smirking like he already knew exactly what chaos we'd be getting up to next.

𝐚𝐯𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬!!
louis is amelie's dorothea😔