Reindeer Painting Ideas

“You okay mate? Louis asks. “Oh, yeah, I guess I was lost in thought, sorry” I say. “Sooo,” Louis says, exaggerating the o. “Are you actually gay?” He says, sounding a little nervous. I look at him, “Um, yeah, I am,” I pause, “Just curious” he said. “But I’ve never dated anyone,” I say, moving closer to him. “Why not?” I look at him “I have a very specific type.” “Yeah?” He sounded nervous. “Yeah, he has to have brown hair,” I say, smirking, “And always wears a hoodie with sweatpants.” I look at him again. “And he takes his sister to my football matches.” Why am I telling him this? He probably thinks I’m a bloody freak. “I’m sorry” he says as walks faster to catch up to the rest. Put this in the other persons pov

. “Hey” I say hoping he will see me. “ He turns and damn,he looks good. “Oh, hey mate,” Louis says. “How are you?” I ask. “I’m good, you?” he says now turned fully toward me. “Well considering I just ate, I’m doing okay,” I say realising how awkward it is. “Louis!” We both look and see Lottie right behind him. “Oh hey lottie.” I say smiling. “Hi harry!” Lottie says in an excited tone and grabs my arm. Me and Lottie start talking when someone grabs her by the waist and scares her. “OH MY GOD NIALL!” she turns and hits him, “WHY DID YOU DO THAT!” she hits him again but softly. “Wait, so how do yall know each other? Niall asks. “Oh we met-” Lottie starts but I interrupt her, “I’m friends with her brother.” As I say that Lottie smiles, “Yeah, friends” she said in a suspicious voice. “What, we are?” I say as I walk over to Louis and wrap my arms around him, “Right?” Looking at him. He just looks at me and just smiles “No, we aren’t” he says, “We’re besties” he hugs me back. “That's the gayest shit I’ve ever seen.” Gemma says, “And I live with him.” “The fuck that suppose to me”, I say letting go of Louis and grab Gemma.” I should tell mom to kick you out.” “But you’ll get lonely,” she says, trying not to laugh. “Aww,” I say as I hug her around the neck, tight. “Gem, you’re so sweet!” She tries to push me away but it’s not working. “HARRY! LET GOO” She yells. “Oh my god, such a baby.” I say as I let go. “I’m literally older than you.” She said as she fixed her hair. “Okay, and?” Put this in the other persons pov

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