Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson were people one would dream to have or aspire to be. They belonged to the same frat, had the same group of friends and were both extremely popular. So one would think they would be the bestest of friends, Right? WRON...
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"Ah! If it isn't the iconic duo!"
"Ah! If isn't our annoying president!" Louis mocked.
Rick's face contorted into a scowl which then turned into a grin. "So what's up my minions?"
"Cut the slack Rick" Louis snapped not at all entertained. "Why did you call us?" he crossed his arms.
Already piled with work they didn't have time to deal with this petty mockery. The thing was... Rick couldn't care less.
"Well looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed", he smirks clearly hitting a nerve.
Louis was about to lunge forward but Harry's large hand grabbed his arm, holding him back. His grip was firm but gentle; nonetheless Louis froze.
"We're fine Rick, thanks for asking," Harry said flashing his dimples. "Um, why did you want to see us?"
He ignored the incredulous look Louis gave him and turned to Rick.
"Well... just wanted to ask if everything was organised." Rick said sighing. "It's just..."
"Oh my god... here we go." Louis muttered under his breath.
Harry squeezed his arm in response wanting him to shut up but in his mind he was saying the same thing...
He knew they were doomed for atleast an hour.
Rick really cared about his reputation as frat president... Like alot. To the point where he gets paranoid about how things could go wrong. To the point where he gets drunk and vents his deepest fears to Harry and Louis for hours... When in reality, it was them who did all the hard work. And it was them who will be held responsible if anything goes wrong.
Harry and Louis, both took a deep breath to prepare themselves for the strenuous hour that's about to come.
They kept chanting their motivational mantra.
You have to work hard if you want to be frat president.
And after what seemed like a decade... he was finished. Finally.
"So... I think that's it". Harry and Louis nodded not really knowing why. Rick sighed and scratched his neck, "You got it all covered right? The party, I mean."
"Party? What party?"
Rick blinked at the blue eyed boy in disbelief while Harry was having a stroke thinking he was going to start his speech all over again.
Louis cackled ignoring the murderous look Harry threw his way. "Jeez I'm joking no need to get your necks in a knot."
The president stared at him.
"Alright I'm tired. I'll deal with you later", he said shooing them off much to Harry's relief.
As soon as they were out of sight Harry nugded Louis in the ribs.
