Louis is wondering which one of those fucktards peed in the middle of the street as he walks back out to his car to drive to the police station. He also wonders if they're all still in costume.
Something inside him hopes that it was Zayn- er, Veronica that did it, but he is almost positive that it Niall is the culprit.
After entering the police station into his phone, he follows the directions that are spoken to him. (Siri's voice on Louis' phone is male and British, but what did you expect?)
He arrives after getting stuck in a traffic jam, which, he supposes, is very common in LA.
When he walks into the police station, Liam and Zayn (who is dressed as a girl, still) are sitting in the chairs that line the walls. On both sides of them there are other people, waiting for god knows what. Next to Zayn sits a really buff woman with a neck tattoo, and next to Liam is a frantic mother with her child in her lap.
Louis walks over to the pair, and squats by them, since there are no chairs nearby for him to sit in.
"So... where're the other two?" he whispers, because it is actually very quiet in the room and he doesn't want to draw attention to himself.
"Niall's being questioned," Zayn answers.
"And Harry is, too." Liam chuckles.
"What?" Louis asks. "Harry, too?"
Just then, Harry walks up from behind Louis and taps him on the shoulder, saying "What about me?"
"You pissed in the middle of the road?!" Louis' eyebrows are raised, and the woman with the neck tattoo looks over at him. He gives her a small, awkward smile before looking back to Harry.
"What?" Harry laughs, "No, that was Niall. A proper idiot, he is."
Louis then glares at Liam, who has informed him falsely. Liam is simply laughing at him.
"I was just in the bathroom." Harry clarifies, and Louis shakes his head, leading Harry to an empty pair of chairs on the other side of the room.
From there, he and Liam have a staring contest (or perhaps a glaring contest), but they're not actually mad at each other.
Harry eventually nudges Louis out of the contest, making him lose. In response, Louis slits his eyes at Harry and asks, "What do you want?"
"I though you'd want to know how this all happened, anyway." Harry shrugs, leaning back in his chair, looking straight ahead.
"Go on, tell me then." Louis prods, and Harry suppresses a smile, still looking ahead of himself. "Ignoring me?"
Harry purses his lips, crossing his arms over his chest and sneaking a glance at Louis.
Louis melodramatically sighs, rolling his eyes and copying Harry's actions.
They're both peaking at each other every once in awhile (aka every two seconds) and at one point they both look at the same time and burst out into laughter. People from all places in the room stare at them, but they don't really care.
After they calm down, Harry begins to explain the series of events that lead to where they are now.
"So, it was my idea to audition for your movie. Then, Niall thought it would be more funny if we all auditioned, and so, yeah. That happened."
"Zayn as a girl, though?" Louis laughs. "Mr. Ruben wants to bring him back, for recalls."
"And he doesn't want me?" Harry pouts, so Louis plants a kiss on his cheek.
Louis opens his mouth as if he's about to say something, and then he closes it. He opens it again to say, "Holy shit. I almost said something even more cheesy than something you would say."
"Say it!" Harry demands, smiling.
"No!" Louis exclaims.
"Say it or... I'll tickle you in front of all of these people." Harry threatens.
"Bring it on, big boy." Louis answers, with an eyebrow raised, as if he's challenging the boy next to him.
Harry smirks, and then wiggles his finger a little bit - to warm up - before lunging at Louis, who shrieks as soon as Harry touches him. Harry's eyes widen, because he didn't know Louis' voice could go that high. Everyone else is definitely staring at them now, if they hadn't been already. Louis sees Liam mouth to him, "What the hell?"
Louis shakes his head, biting his lip.
"Say it!" Harry prods, seemingly unaffected by what just happened.
As Louis starts to say it, their certain blonde friend walks into the room, and the four who were waiting all stand up to greet him, simultaneously.
Louis gets to him first, and stands in front of him before playfully slapping him up a bit, "What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking I really had to wee."
"And you couldn't find a bathroom?"
"We tried! But they all had ridiculous lines."
"So you went in the middle of the street." Louis puts pauses between each word in the sentence.
Harry pipes up, then. "That might have been an exaggeration."
"He went by a stop sign." Zayn informs, then, and Louis purses his lips to contain his laughter.
"It's really hard to take you seriously when you're dressed as a girl."
"Imagine how I feel." Liam replies, scanning Zayn from the top to the bottom, not sure if he likes this attire or not...
Harry then realizes they're having this conversation in the waiting room of a police station, where everyone is following along with them. He suddenly feels uncomfortable, and asks the other boys if they can leave.
"Yeah," Niall answers. "I just got fined. I don't have to stay in jail or anything."
"Oh, imagine that." Louis laughs as the boys all walk back out to his car.
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this is SOOO bad im crying
sorry i didn't update im just really not feelin this story right now (as u can see)
um hopefully it'll get a lil interesting soon :) x
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Fanfictionwhere two famous youtubers deal with stolen cars, crazy girlfriends and their crazy fathers, movies, tea parties, traveling, and quite possibly, falling in love.
