"No, but it's still a good idea." He shook his head. "Whatever, though, won't force you. Lipstick," Louis reminded and leaned back.
He couldn't help it; watching his sister get dressed up to go out made him jealous. Not of the whole date aspect... okay, occasionally maybe a little bit the date aspect. He didn't trust himself on a date, was what it came down to. He wanted whoever he was with to like him because they... liked him, not because he was forcing them to like him, even if it was unintentionally. Thus, Louis looked a little bit like the girl being left home on prom night.