"A fucking limo, Taylor?" Louis rolls his eyes. "Can we at least have a casual entrance?"

"Scooter told me-"

"Fucking Scooter again." Louis rolls his eyes. "I don't even know how people do this. This suit is fucking uncomfortable." Louis complains.

"Are you going to be like this all night?" Taylor asks, fixing her red glitter dress. "Come on, Louis. It will be fun. Maybe you will even enjoy it, ever thought about that? Who knows that after tonight you'll be sipping champagne every single evening after work."

"Is this your way of telling me there won't be any beer?"

"Yups, exactly that." Taylor nods.

"I hate your poche lifestyle." After half an hour drive, Taylor and Louis arrive at the venue. Taylor steps out of the limousine, camera's flashing in Louis' eyes. God, he hates this so fucking much.

After that Louis leaves the car as well, walking a bit behind Taylor. One of the many journalists walks up to him.

"Are you Taylor's new boyfriend?" the man asks, basically throwing a microphone in Louis' face.

"Oh god no, mate. I'm as gay as someone can be." Louis laughs. "I'm just her best friend."

The last part isn't even recorded, the man not interested anymore in the small boy. Louis is a bit offended, but happy as well. He's not here to have some random dude ask him questions, he is here to support his best friend who is going to see her ex for the first time after their break up.

Louis looks around and as much as he tries to act he doesn't care, he is a bit starstruck when he sees Ed Sheeran coming from the toilets. Louis loves his music.

"Want to meet Ed?" Taylor asks, noticing the way Louis' eyes have become little stars by seeing the ginger haired singer.

"Don't act like you are going to introduce me to your cousin, Taylor. This is Ed Sheeran for fuck's sake." Louis whisper yells.

"Hey, Ed!" Taylor screams. The singer turns around, smiling when he sees Taylor and Louis really wants to run away and hide. He's still not used to the fact that his best friend is actually on first name basis with those people.

"Tay, hi how are you doing?" Ed asks, laying a hand on Taylor shoulder as he kisses her cheek. "Who is this young man, then? He's handsome!" Ed smiles.

"Oh, this is Louis. We're just friends." Taylor says. "Best friends, actually since birth."

"Oh wow, how come I haven't seen you before then, mate?" Ed turns to Louis now and honestly he thinks he is going to faint.

"This is not my setting." Louis says honestly. "But Tay really wanted me to join so yeah, here I am. I feel like a goldfish in a see full of sharks."

"You sound British too." Ed notices.

"Because I am." Louis nods, small smile playing on his face. "But I moved here with Tay when she got famous."

"You're lucky to have a friend like that." Ed turns to Taylor. "He's a good lad."

"He's the very best." Taylor agrees. "Can I leave him with you, Ed? I'm up first and I need to change and stuff."

"I'm not a kid, Tay." Louis playfully rolls his eyes. "You don't need to fix someone to babysit me."

"Louis here seems like a good guy." Ed nods. "What about we go to the buffet? Are you a chicken wing man?" Ed smirks and Louis nods enthusiastically.

"Food in general is life, Ed."

So Louis waves Taylor goodbye, internally cursing that she leaves him alone but thanking the gods for being left alone with freaking Ed Sheeran.

"If I knew the food was this good, I would have come earlier with Taylor." Louis says basically devouring the whole buffet. "This is so good." He doesn't even care about the barbecue sauce on his white shirt, everything is about eating snacks with Ed Sheeran.

"The snacks are always good on these events. The only thing I really miss is a good cold beer."

"I know right!" Louis nods. "If we had a beer with this chicken then life would have been perfect."

"Louis, you are a man of taste." Ed smirks, taking another bite of a chicken wing.

"I should have known you were hiding here, you ginger bastard." Louis hears a voice behind him and he is really scared to turn around. He recognizes that voice, would anywhere. He has heard it non stop for half a year.

"Harry, bro, a man needs his chicken. Isn't that right, Louis? Oh yeah, meet Louis."

Louis turns around, mouth covered in barbecue sauce and a big stain on the front of his white shirt.

Harry's eyes go wide but then they shine, small smirk playing on his face.

"Never thought I would see you on one of these, Louis." Harry smirks.

"Never thought I would see you in general." Louis snaps, throwing the bone of his chicken wing in the bin next to him.

"Oh, so you know each other?" Ed asks.

"Taylor's bestie." Harry clarifies.

"And you guys dated! I totally forgot!" Ed says.

"Ugh, I wish I could forget too, Ed." Louis rolls his eyes. "Look, I really need to go and wash my hands." He bumps into Harry's shoulder and then walks around randomly. It's not like he knows where the toilets are in this huge place.

When he has finally found them he tries to remove the stain from his shirt and washes his hands, removing all the grease from his hands.

When he turns around, he bumps into someone, stumbling back.

"Oops." Louis apologizes.

"Hi!"

And Louis can really just slap himself in the face.

"Are you stalking me or something?" Louis snaps, looking at the curly boy behind standing him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know the toilets were only for you to use, Louis." Harry sasses back, small smile playing on his face.

"You knew I was going to wash my hands here."

"Stop thinking everything revolves around you." Harry rolls his eyes. "There is no reason for you to behave like this towards me."

"You broke my best friend's heart, it's very much my right." Again Louis bumps his shoulder into Harry's before he leaves the room. He hates him, really hates him and he is going to do his best to keep Taylor away from him as far as possible.