'Did you bring the beer?!' Niall's voice reached Louis as he walked through the door.
'What?' He called back, slipping off his shoes, 'I thought Zayn was getting it!'
'Yeah but I forgot.'
'So you expected ME to bring it?' Louis asked, heading into the living room.
'Well...' Niall grinned at him sheepishly.
'Where's Liam and Harry?' Zayn queried, eyebrow raised over a glass of what looked like red wine.
'Dunno bout Li, but Harry's supposed to be here already,' Niall shrugged, tipping his SnapBack back on his head.
Louis flinched at the mention of the curly haired boy, forgetting momentarily that none of the other boys knew about their 'fight' of sorts.
'Why the long face?' Niall mocked lightly, poking Louis' cheek with his toe.
'Um...'
'C'mon Tommo,' Zayn prodded.
'Nothing.'
'Is this about Harry?'
'Um...'
'It is!'
Louis cringed into the couch, shrinking in on himself, unable to bring out any of that self- proclaimed carefree attitude that he was famous for.
'What happened?' Niall asked, throwing himself down between Zayn and Louis.
'I may be in love with him,' Louis muttered dejectedly.
'Is that it?' Zayn asked, almost disappointed.
'Pfff,' Niall scoffed, 'What’s new?'
The Doncaster lad looked up in surprise.
'Huh?'
The tanned boy just grinned, 'Mate, the whole world knows that already.'
'B-but...I just figured it out!' Louis spluttered, gaping at them.
Niall and Zayn shared a look.
'Are you THAT dense?' Niall said, shaking his head, 'The rest of us have known since the X Factor.'
'But that was four years ago!' Louis exclaimed, blinking.
'You seriously didn't know?' Zayn asked, sipping his goddamned glass of red wine like some all-knowing being.
'NO!' Exasperated, Louis stood up and paced across the far too cheerfully decorated living room, avoiding the tinsel all over the carpet.
Niall chuckled, which set Zayn off and soon both of them were howling with delighted laughter.
'Jeez, and we thought HARRY was oblivious!' Niall giggled, already a bit tipsy on the wine that he'd probably snuck from Zayn.
Louis opened his mouth to retort when Liam's voice interrupted from the door.
'Harry's...' Liam trailed off with a grimace, '...not coming.'
Zayn groaned, 'You kidding?'
'Louis what did you DO?' Niall demanded, turning on the older lad.
'Why do you automatically assume I did something?!' Louis pouted, crossing his arms.
'Because,' Liam stressed, walking into the room, 'Harry refuses to get out the bloody bed even to go to the bathroom!'
The blue eyed boy shrunk back slightly, cringing inwardly as their argument resurfaced.
***
'I've had it with being called gay, Harry!' Louis screamed, throwing his hands up, 'You may be okay with parading around with whoever you goddamn please but I'm not GAY!'
