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Tomlinson?" Niall asked, still not grasping the gravity of the situation. "The new assistant?"
"What do you mean, the new assistant?"
"I told you I met him yesterday when I helped the coach with the kids."
"No, you didn't tell me that."
"I did, you're the one who's freaking out for no reason."
"No, Niall," Harry took a deep breath to avoid yelling. "You told me you met our new assistant coach, not that our fucking new assistant coach is my Louis."
"Your- wait." Niall's eyes widened. "Your Louis? That Louis?"
"That Louis!"
"Are you telling me that the Louis you've been jerking off to for six years is Louis Tomlinson?"
"I didn't-"
"Please, Harry. You should look at yourself right now," Niall interrupted, rolling his eyes.