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I shake my head to splash my little sister with the water droplets that still stay in my hair, after the huge water fight. She giggles and puts her hands up to shield her face. I poke my tongue out, teasing her and she smacks my arm.

"Ow, that hurt." I laugh.

"That was mean."

"Guess what, Phoebe." I smirk at her.

"Oh, my God." She exclaims frightened.

"Run for your life." I shout as she squeals and runs in circles in our yard. I laugh as I catch her and lift her from the ground while spinning her around.

"Oh, my God, Louis look at what you've done." My mum says when she sees us drenched to the bone.

"She started it." I point at Phoebe and she slaps my arm once again.

"You're such a kid, Lou." My sister laughs and I roll my eyes. She walks towards mum and gets in the house.

"Clean up this mess and come inside. Lunch is almost ready. Okay, darling?"

"Okay, mum." I sigh and bend down to pick up the water balloons and bottles we used.

"Oh, Tomlinson. You're such a softie." I hear a girly voice saying in a fake, cute tone.

"Who-oh hi, Felicite." I greet the girl with the pink hair standing in front of me with a humorous look in her eyes.

"Look at you." She laughs.

"Ugh, you annoy me so much." I groan.

"Remember when I asked you about it?" She asks.

"Uh...No...About what?"

"How you feel about me."

"No."

"Okay because neither do I."

I scoff. "Are you always such a bitch?"

"Last time you had me trapped on the cabin's wall. What happened now?" She smirks.

"I regretted it." I shrug. "Too bitchy for me." I add and I see her features twisting from a teasing and pleasant expression to a furious one.

"You're such an as.shole." She blurts out.

"Never claimed the opposite."

"Ugh." She groans.

"Louis, darling co- Oh who's that pretty lady?"

"No on-"

"His girlfriend." She interrupts and raises her brow at me.

'What the hell?' I mouth at her and she gives me a smirk as an answer.

"Louis. Why haven't you told me?" My mother gasps.

"It's my fault. I didn't want anyone to know yet." She replies easily. She's such a great liar.

"Well, come inside.I want to get to know you." My mum says excitedly and walks in.

"I hate you." I say to Felicite.

"The feeling is mutual." She replies and steps in the house.

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