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Everybody, please welcome my other good mate and Harry Styles’ Valentine Date, Louis Tomlinson!”
'Kill My Mind' played as the dusty-haired singer walked onto stage from the opposite side that Harry entered.
“Thanks for having me, James.” Louis’ light voice carried well as he hugged James. With the grin still plastered to his cheeks, he looked around the bulkier man at Harry politely. “But, uh, I’m a tad bit confused. As lovely as Harry here is, you should probably both know I’m, er, into women.”
There was a hint of awkward hesitation in his words. He likely thought Harry wasn’t straight and didn’t want to offend him, which Harry appreciated, even if he knew he had to say his next line despite it being utterly untrue. “The same goes to you, Louis, but I am as well.”
James waved a hand flippantly. “Pish posh. Who really cares about that anyhow? Come along, boys. This is my show, so if I say you are each other’s Valentines, then you are each other’s Valentines. Now act like it!”
. . .
Or when James sets up his famous, publicly straight male friends as Valentines on his talk show. Nothing could go wrong. Except neither of them are actually straight.