Harry: "I don't know about (Y/N), Harry..." Louis sighs, sitting on the couch of their shared flat. "You don't know what about her?" Harry pauses the television and turns to Louis. "She just...I think she's using you for your money." Harry's face looks as if he'd just been slapped. "Are you serious? Why in hell would you think that?" he stammers, slightly angry. "Well, you've been dating her a couple of months and she's already got a lovely new wardrobe and a bracelet that probably costs more than her car..." Louis says a bit lighter, not meaning to evoke such a strong reaction. "She didn't ask for ANY of those things. I bought them for her because I wanted to! Louis, you haven't even bothered to get to know her! What is it with you? Why do you criticize everyone I date? Can't you just let me be happy?" Harry sighs and rubs his face with exasperation. Louis doesn't know how to respond to that, so he nods solemnly. "You're right. I don't know her. But she's dating my..best friend, so I should get to know her, right? I'm sorry for calling her a gold digger like that, I shouldn't judge people I don't really know. I know I hate when people do that to me," Louis pats his friends shoulder. "What to do you say the three of us go out to dinner and I can properly meet her, yeah?" Harry smiles and forgives his blue-eyed friend, knowing he truly didn't mean to insult you or him.
Liam: "You're going out with her AGAIN? I thought we were all going for pizza?" Niall frowns at Liam as Liam slides on his red plaid shirt, the one you like best on him. "Yes, I AM, Niall. She's my girlfriend! I'm sorry to cancel plans, but I see you guys everyday, I hardly see her!" Liam buttons up his shirt and shrugs off the guilt he felt for cancelling the plans. He deserves to see his girlfriend without feeling guilty about it. "I don't like her, since you started dating her me and the boys never see you outside of like, working and stuff..." Niall sighs, sprawling out on the couch lazily. Niall looks a bit upset and Liam feels guilty again. "Niall, you don't not like her. Remember when we all hung out last week and you said she was 'the coolest girl you've met in a while'? You just hate that I've been spending less time with you guys," Liam puts his arm around Niall's shoulder, like a father comforting his son. "You're right, Liam. I miss you buddie!" Liam finishes getting ready for his date with you and goes to leave. "What do you say me and you do a twitcam tomorrow? Spend some quality buddie time, yeah?" Niall smiles and nods. "Have fun with (Y/N)! Tell her I said hi!"
Niall: "Niall, this is the third time you've come home absolutely shit faced drunk since you started dating her. I don't like what she's doing to you," Zayn hands his hungover friend a glass of orange juice and sits down at the kitchen table across from him. "Man, you know I like to drink. She didn't make me do anything! I was just having a good time, it's Sean's birthday and we been hanging out. Me, Sean, (Y/N) and Harry." Niall holds his head and takes a sip of his juice. "I'm not always like this, it's just been lately, she has nothing to do with it." Zayn shrugs skeptically. "I don't know. She seems like a wild one..." he trails off. Niall glares at him, looking like an angry penguin. "She's not a wild one. She just knows how to have fun sometimes and not going around with a stick up her ass so she can get a tattoo about it like SOME people," Niall snaps. Zayn's eyes widen at the comment. "Sorry. Sorry. It's just...you don't even know her, Zayn. She's not even a crazy drinker. She's real fun and carefree and nice..." Zayn sighs and puts his arm on Niall's shoulder. "You're right man. I'm sorry. I just worry about you. You're my little Nialler," Niall knows how protective Zayn is and forgives him. "It's all right, man. But anyways, I think I'm done with drinking for a while. Killer hangover, man..."
Louis: Liam watches Louis texting you with an unreadable expression. Annoyance? Anger?...Jealousy? Louis feels his gaze on him and looks up. "What, Liam?" Louis puts his phone down. "Does Daddy Directioner have a problem with (Y/N)?" Liam pauses, unsure of what to reply with. "I don't think she's a very faithful girl, is all. I mean, I don't know her well, but some of her tweets are kind of rude and flirty to guys...um..." Liam rubs his neck nervously. "I just, I don't want you getting hurt, Louis." Louis sighs and plops down on the couch next to Liam. "Liam, the guys she tweets are her guy friends. Her GAY guy friends. She's got a lot of them, she works in Broadway after all," Louis rolls his eyes. "Plus, I appreciate you looking out for me, but I can make my own choices. You might be 'Daddy Directioner', but you aren't my real father." He gives Liam a hug and pats his shoulder. "I can take care of myself, all right lad?" Liam nods, his concern fading, and he feels guilty for accusing you of being unfaithful. "Maybe I should go tweet an apology to (Y/N). I feel just awful..." Liam trails off.
Zayn: "You're still dating (Y/N)?" Harry comments to Zayn, as he scrolls through his time line on twitter with interest. "Yes. I am. Why?" Zayn replies defensively. "Nothing...Just..." Harry decides it's better not to answer. "No, really. What?" Zayn pushes. "Just...you're away from her so much. I hate what it does to you." Zayn glares at him and shrugs. "What can I do? I love her. Also, I don't quite care what you have to say about MY relationship. You've got a new 'relationship' every night." Harry shrugs and rolls his eyes. "Whatever. I was just voicing my concern," Harry retorts. "Well, don't." After a few moments of silence, Zayn gets up and gives Harry a hug. "Sorry...you just...you know how I get..." Harry hugs him back. "It's fine. Sorry for talking about her like that. She really is lovely..."
