Nacho Average One Direction Story

Louis

(A/N) I am so sorry! A whole bunch of things got messed up. On my Kindle, which is where I update from, this chapter showed as a seperate book and when I clicked on it, it wasn't my Louis chapter, but a book I have never read before. So I am sitting here like, "This isn't my book," and that book is like, "Well you aren't my authour." So anyhow, I did update on time, but it just got all messed up and I am still confused myself.

So, without further ado, Louis.

Wednesday

"Whoopty doo, Basil," I said, quoting an Austin Powers movie.

Harry just sighed again and shook his head at me slightly. "Well, lets Skype Lou before the kids wake up," he suggested.

"Mmkay. I have to go potty," I announced, and I ran off, leaving him there laughing at the use of the word potty. I rolled my eyes. "Boys are stupid, throw rocks at them" I quoted my highschool friend in my head. I always liked rocks. They get me. All I'm saying is a pet rock named Charles is better than human friends. Charles was a good'un. Then there was Bon Qui Qui, the trouble maker of the group. Lemonjello, the peacemaker, and La-a, pronounced like Ladasha. She was the beauty queen of my fleet of rocks. But my favorite was Charles. He's just so... classy.

When I got back, I saw Harry sitting on the couch, Skyping Louis on his Macbook Pro. His back was turned to me. This is prime.

I took a few steps back and ran forward, jumping over the back of the couch and landing next to Harry, my arm around his shoulders.

"Helloooo Louisssss," I said loudly. Harry looked startled. "Ha!" I said looking and pointing at him. "Ha!" I said again, still pointing at him, but turned to look at Louis.  

"This, is Lizz," Harry said, wincing. I, on the other hand, smiled proudly.

"This is Lizz?" Louis asked, sounding like he couldn't believe it.

"Yeah... is that an issue?" I asked.

"No-" he started.

"Good. Then lets be friends," I said, cutting him off.

"Okay!" He agreed happily. "So what have you guys been up to this fine evening? Well, morning to you," Louis asked.

Harry recounted the events. "Well I woke up and came upstairs. Lizz was all ready here because, as you know, she nannies my cousins. Joy and Matt all ready left. So anyway, I come upstairs to find Lizz talking to herself." Louis raised his eyebrows and smirked at me.

"Nothing new," I shrugged and they laughed at me.

"Then I made cereal. Then Lizz changed the password on my phone to 'poopoo'," Harry continued.

"Poopoo?" Louis repeated, laughing histarically. It really wasn't that hard to get him laughing. Kind of like me. I think we will be good friends.

"Poopoo," Harry and I said seriously at the same, nodding in sync. We looked at eachother and burst out laughing.

"Jinx! You owe me a fat kid," I said automatically.

"Wha- what?" Harry stuttered out in between laughs. Now Louis was laughing too.

"A fat kid. I want one," I restated, trying to get my laughs undercontrol, and put on a serious face. Twas not successful.

We laughed for another minute before Harry spoke again. "Anyway, I went downstairs to get my computer to skype you, and come back to find Lizz taking self-photography. Then sending her pictures to random people. Like my mom. And one Simon Cowell," Harry continued, frowning at me. Louis and I started laughing both at what I had done, and the look on Harry's face. Soon, he couldn't help but to join in, too.