prologue

"You know-" Louis starts, "-if it were up to me, I'd say you two were already truly, madly and deeply in love and just to blind to see it. Your curls blinding you and Niall's hair dye seeping into his brain making him completely oblivious." Louis says, wagging a sass-full finger my way.

"Well it's a good thing it isn't up to you isn't it? We're just friends, that's it."