Davies was having fun pestering James and the other man was getting him to take a few shots when James' cousins came in. The sight of Louis almost made his breath catch. Same dark blonde hair, same forget-me-not eyes, same general prettiness. He stood and walked over to their group, a thoughtful look on his face.
"Louis," he greeted, not at all caring who was with him. "Glad you came."
And as much as wanted to grab the boy by his shoulders and kiss him, he relented. He was pretty sure Louis would hit him, or his family would. "Talk to me for a while, yeah?" he coaxed in that voice he only saved Louis, a slight smirk on his face, and gently touched his wrist sort of insistently.