Mine, no; Ours. (Louis Centric)

Chapter 5

Holy s***, IM SORRY DONT KILL ME. \(*_*)/ It's my birthday today so here's a present.

Louis POV-

First day of school was more tiring than I could ever imagine, and I'm pretty sure June could tell as when I walked inside the house she didn't even question me as I made my way straight upstairs and onto my bed. So I'm guessing we'll be talking at dinner, which I'm thankful for. Lying on my bed, I jumble through my thoughts and HOLY SHIT. Is it even legal to have that many hot guys at school? Cause I'm gonna have a heart attack for sure writhing the first week.

I check my phone and see I got 5 texts, the first ones from Kylee,
Kylee ❤️❤️
Sup, wanna hang out with me and everyone on Saturday at Liam's party?

It was nice to know I was already being included in Kylee's group, so I replied quickly, saying I'll ask. The next text made me blush madly and shut my phone off.
Daddy Z
Hey.

Are you kidding me? Who calls themselves 'Daddy Z', NO ONE THATS WHO. Yet I couldn't find it in myself to change his name. The last 3 texts were all from Harry, which would have been creepy from someone else. But imagining him smiling while texting it to me made it a little less creepy and more charming. Seriously, how am I meant to think anything bad about that human frog?
Your Favourite Person  😜
Hey Lou how are u?
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Lou?
...
I'm guessing you're asleep, so imma stop texting. See you tomorrow!

Jesus, what the hell am I meant to think off this. Honestly, this is to confusing for now and sleep sounds like a great idea so imma get some right about now. But of course, sleep was already out off the question for me tonight as I just couldn't get the image of four young boys out of my head.

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The rest of the week went surprisingly smoothly, you know when you move schools and they're teaching what you were taught at your old school so act all smart until you have to learn something you haven't learnt before. Because that's exactly what I'm doing, and it's great. I'm on most of the teachers good sides (most) and me and Kylee have gotten a lot closer in the recent days. Which is great because that means I have at least one friend, but bad because that friend likes to go places that actually requires talking to other people, and I'm not the best at that. We went to a cafe yesterday and I said to the barista that my name was Steve, Kylee asked me why afterwards and all that was running through my head was 'She could be a murderer.' And even I know that's a horrible excuse.

I'm just not good at talking to people, never have been, and older people especially men scare the shit out of me. It's not my fault, I just, can't be around them like before. But unfortunately, Kylee being the naturally social butterfly that she is, said that I had to go to the party this afternoon (nearly wrote arvo, I'm Aussie) because she knew he guy that was hosting it wanted to meet me. Having no will to carry on fighting, I just agreed with her.

And that's how I found myself being a life-sized Ken doll as Kylee 'dressed so up' for the party. Seriously, why does she have so many men's clothes. We're at her house because I wasn't ready to really introduce anyone to Aunt June yet.
"You would look really hot in this!" She said, handing me a maroon sweater with black ripped jeans and black vans.
"But this is defently my favourite!" Squealing excitedly, she throws a short white skirt and black lace crop top with black panties. What the fuck?

"Kylee, I'm not wearing a skirt to the party." I said, groaning and quickly grabbing the previous outfit. 
"Oh come on! At least wear the panties, trust my. You'll try them once and never go back." She streaked, handing the pm to me. I just huffed and got changed in the bathroom, and God dam she was right about the panties. But never is anyone to find out about it! I walk out of the bathroom and do a little spin as requested by Kylee.
"Happy?"
"Very much so. Okay, ready to go?"
No.
"Yeah, let's go."

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Hahaha, okay BYE!
-J