Who's that boy with the curly hair?

It's been three years since I first met Louis, and I still love him to death, I mean who wouldn't, he's the funniest person I know.

"This is so boring, why can't we do something else?" Louis just looked at me and laughed at my complaint.

"Because we promised your mum that we would wash the car, after YOU dented it driving us to school, ya chicken nugget!" He teased, while flicking water in my face.

"Oh no you didn't! You chicken nugget" I mimicked. I quickly grabbed a sponge and chucked it at his face. He fell to the floor, and started sobbing? I didn't think I though it that hard. As I quickly ran over to him and started hugging him. "Lou bear, I'm so so sorry, are you ok?" His sobs started fading into laughs and he turned around and tackled me to the ground.

"Hahahahah, you fall for it every time! You should have seen your face, priceless!" Then we had laughing fits, you know, the ones where you look like a retarted seal on drugs.

After that died down I noticed the house from across the road had people moving into it, well that's what I think they are doing? "Lou bear? When did that house get sold, cause that house has been on sale for AGES." As I closely inspected the house, I noticed three figures standing on the drive way.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Well you see, one of my good mates family was looking for a house that wasn't too expensive, so I mentioned the house to them. So basically, they liked the house and bought it." He said simply not making a big deal about it.

As I looked back at the house a boy that looked to be about our age was sitting on the driveway looking glum. "Who's that boy with the curly hair?" Lou turned his head to look in the direction I was looking in and smiled.

"That's Harry, he's my best mate" Louis stood up and and yelled "Hey, harry, come over here" Harry looked over at us and smiled, he stood up and started walking over.

Notes

Guise could you comment if you would like me to continue the story?