Louis groaned, staring at himself in the mirror. Finally, he turned around, stripping himself from his tee.

"Louis, this is the seventh shirt you've tried! We really need to go," Harry whined, placing his tan arms over his face.

"Don't complain, Styles, you look fantastic!" Louis whined right back, batting his eyelashes.

"Wear that tripped shirt you have, Lou. It looks nice."

Louis sighed, pulling on the tee. It did look good but... Aha! Louis suddenly began to wiggle out of his trousers. Harry peeked out from behind his arm.

Harry hummed, smirking. "Niall was right! You do wear panties."

Louis blushed, trying his best to pull on the light-wash jeans, but the damage was done. He revealed the yellow-lace panties to Harry.

"Niall wears them, too!"

"Is he gay?"

"What?"

"Is Niall gay?"

Louis let out a little sigh, pulling the jeans over his hips and buttoning them. "Well, don't tell anyone... He's usually only obvious around me, Cal, and Roni. I was surprised by how open he was with you-"

"Well, he thinks I'm gay, right? So he must think I don't mind... I mean, I don't mind, but I'm just saying..."

Louis shrugged, still blushing red as he ran his hands through his hair. "Something's missing..."

"Why are you so caught up in looking good?" Harry mumbled.

Louis's phone chimed twice and the small lad picked it up, reading the message before squeaking. "This is why!" Louis held up his cell phone, revealing a conversation between him and Niall, and jabbing his finger toward a text.

I've got your lover boy here with me! He's curious as to where you're at! (; Hurry your pretty bum up! -Nialler

*Image Attached*

"Look at Ashton! He looks fantastic!" Louis hissed as he stared at the selfie his best friend took with his crush.

Harry sat up, staring hard at Louis. "Why don't you just... Make a slash?"

"What do you mean?"

"Prove to them that it doesn't matter what you look like or what gender you prefer," Harry said slowly, getting up from the bed. He made his way over up Louis's vanity, picking something up. He hid it behind his back as he walked slowly over to Louis with the object still hidden, and then he was placing it on Louis's head.

Louis sighed at the feeling of the flower crown, giving Harry a shy smile.

"You look pretty," Harry said softly before blinking rapidly and giving a dorky smirk. "Ashton's gonna be so jealous."

"Why?" Louis asked, furrowing his eyebrows as he turned to his mirror. Wow. Louis did look relatively pretty.

"I'll tell you something, Lou. I'm pretty damn straight but you're one hell of a looker," Harry said, wrapping an arm around Louis's shoulder.

"No homo, right?" Louis giggled, looking up at Harry through long lashes.

Harry smirked, looking down at Louis. "No homo. Let's go, then, yeah? Wanna get to that party."

"Wanna see Ashton play his drums," Louis said dreamily as he pulled on his white Vans that had little yellow daisies. Maybe Harry was right. Maybe Louis should be himself and Ashton would like him.

"Let's go, Lou," Harry laughed, guiding Louis to the door.

~~~

Louis looked around the yard, wrinkling his nose as the smell of alcohol. He didn't really like to drink, but that one daiquiri thing that Harry showed him was pretty good.

"Want a beer?" Harry asked, interrupting Louis's thoughts.

"No, thanks."

"Come on, babe, why don't you just try it? Loosen up?" Harry offered, smiling at Louis as they headed to Ed's kitchen. The sound of music was coming from the side doors and Louis really wanted to get out there, so he let Harry fix him a drink- it thankfully was some fruity drink in a red plastic cup- and they headed outside.

The yard was full of loud, drunk teenagers. Louis spotted Ashton, banging the hell out of his drums, dripping sweat, and it was pretty hot.

"Lou?"

"Yeah?" Louis mumbled, looking at Harry.

"Maybe... What if, like, I start flirting with guys?" Harry suggested, knitting his eyebrows together.

"You want to do that?" Louis asked in shock.

"I don't know... If it gets around that Harry Styles was drunkenly hitting on guys at Ed's party... It could make the gay thing more believable," Harry continued, hyping up with each word.

"Yeah... That makes sense," Louis agreed, nodding his head a he watched Ashton.

"I'm gonna go try that. Are you okay here?"

"Actually, I see Niall," Louis said, pointing out the blonde who was standing by Zayn Malik, watching the bad boy on the guitar.

Harry smiled, winking at Louis, before heading off. Louis watched until the lime green Snapback was out of sight.

Ed had flood lights in his backyard, so Louis was able to see well enough as he headed towards his best friend, avoiding drinking students. He took a few gulps of his own drink as he stood next to Niall.

"Hey," Louis said loudly. Niall blinked before turning towards him and grinning.

"Louis! You finally made it! Ashton kept asking if you were coming!" Niall wiggled his eyebrows, looking a little intoxicated- he probably was.

"Hm... Well, I can see how you're staring at Zayn. D'you think he's cute?" Louis asked, smirking.

Niall rolled his blue eyes, placing a hand on his hip. "Puh-lease! Zayn is super sexy, but who doesn't think that?"

An olive-skinned arm was suddenly around Niall's shoulder and the two turned to see Calum, calmly watching the band play.

"Hey, Cal!" Niall giggled, suddenly wrapping his friend in a hug.

Calum smiled a little, patting Niall's back. "Hi, Niall. Hello, Louis."

"Calum," Louis said cooly, looking at Ashton once again, who was actually looking at him. Louis blushed, eyes darting away.

"I've got to go, actually. Harry and I are supposed to hang out," Louis said suddenly, not wanting to be near Calum.

Louis darted away before either of his friends could argue. The lad stood on his toes, looking around for his long-haired friend but not finding him anywhere. Louis let out an irritated sigh, gulped down the rest of his drink, and went inside, pouring some of that fruity stuff Harry used into his cup.

Louis looked around the kitchen and into the living room. Curiously, Louis began to walk around. He pushed the flashbacks away this time, slowly climbing the steps. He could hear people talking in the same room he'd played Spin the Bottle in last time.

Louis walked into the room, immediately letting out a cough at the smell- weed.

Louis crinkled his nose, spotting a dopey-smiling Harry on the couch, beer bottle in hand as he sat rather close to Ed Sheeran.

Louis let out a jealous huff, chugging his drink again.

"Woah, slow down, Louis." A pale hand stopped Louis from finishing off the last few sips. Louis flenched at the sight of the same bright-haired boy who'd called him out for playing Spin the Bottle.

"Don't touch me," Louis said bitterly, glaring at the boy, who smirked.

"You're cute when you're angry."

"And you're high," Louis mumbled.

"I'm Michael."

"I don't care. I'm going to sit with Harry-"

"He's been flirting with Ed for the last twenty minutes. Good luck," Michael said, motioning towards the pair on the couch.

Louis made his way to Ed and Harry, making a show of wrapping his arm around Harry's shoulder and sitting in his lap.

"Hi, Harry," Louis said loudly, smiling. He could feel a buzz rushing through his body from chugging the alcohol.

"Hey, Lou," Harry giggled. His eyes were a little red and Louis knew the younger lad was high, but it didn't matter much to him. Louis nuzzled his face into Harry's neck, wanting attention.

"I forgot you and Louis were close," Ed spoke suddenly, motioning to the small figure in Harry's lap.

"Oh, yeah... We're really good friends," Harry said with a little smirk.

"I heard about you two snogging in the hall," Ed continued. He was watching for a reaction from Louis, who wouldn't even look at Ed.

"Well, we were pretty comfortable with it," Harry said cooly, smiling at Louis.

Ed shrugged, staring at the beer in his hands.

"Ed, come and listen to the band!" A girl said, suddenly appearing by the small group and grabbing at Ed's arm. Ed complied, sparing Louis and Harry a glance before leaving.

Louis let out a happy sigh.

"Why don't you like Ed?" Harry asked suddenly, leaning back against the couch.

"What makes you think that I don't like him?" Louis asked innocently, peering around the room. There were still a few people in here- just enough to put on a show.

"I see it. You two have some kind of... I don't knew. A history."

Louis scoffed, rolling his blue eyes. "Why don't you shut up and kiss me?"

Harry blinked, adjusting Louis's flower crown with his fingers. "I don't know, Lou, maybe we should wait until we come out as a 'couple'. I don't wanna rush it and make it look fake."

"It is fake!" Louis hissed quietly, feeling sort of horny all of a sudden.

"Louis," Harry said sternly. "You're a little drunk."

Louis pouted, widening his eyes. "Please."

"No, I'm serious. Let's go watch your lover boy."

With that, Louis was shoved out of Harry's lap and Harry was heading down the stairs- with or without Louis.

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Okay soooo I liked that ig

I'm next chapter is going to be preeeetty good. I'm ready. It'll also be a time skip so

No questions bc I'm lazy