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He opens the group chat with the boys and mutters, “Here we go.”

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Zayn: NICKOLAS HARDY, why are there photos of you kissing my sister in this fucking article?

Liam: YOU KISSED HER?

Liam: What article? I wanna see.

Zayn: *insert link*

Noah: This feels a little strange, I have to admit.

Chris: Yes, but he is HER FIANCÉ. They’re getting married.

Zayn: Not for real. It’s fake.

Ryan: Doesn’t seem fake to me.

Ryan: *insert photo*

Ryan: He’s definitely kissing her.

Ethan: Why are you blowing my phone again?

Ethan: Holy fuck.

Kai: I can’t look at this.

Liam: NICKOLAS. ANSWER. YOUR. FUCKING. PHONE.

Ryan: Maybe he’s a little… occupied with his fiancée.

Zayn: Don’t fucking say that.

Zayn: Is my sister you’re talking about.

Ryan: Is my future sister-in-low I’m talking about.

Ethan: Alright, everyone calm down. Let’s wait for Nick to tell us what’s going on.

Ethan: Maybe they only did it for the paparazzi.

Liam: It would’ve been enough to hold hands or some shit like that.

I sigh, my heart dropping in my stomach. I really hope this won’t affect Nick’s friendship with Liam. They’re all friends, but the two of them have always been like twins.

Zayn: “Let’s see if they last.” Seriously? Who the fuck wrote this stupid article?

Liam: Based on Nick’s reputation, it’s a fair thing to say.

Ethan: He’s your best friend.

Liam: Who kissed my sister.

Noah: Still your fucking best friend.

Liam: We’ll see.