The dirty rug

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'Niall I just.. I don't know what to do..'

'Just hide it until he realises and remember that he loves you. I'm sure he'll be mad but just make it up to him about it if y'know what I mean'

'... I guess and I could always buy a new one. Bye Nialler'

'Good luck lad. See ya Tommo, mate'

Louis hung up the phone feeling uncertain about how he should tell Harry about what's happened... He just hated seeing him upset.

It WAS an accident.. He obviously didn't purposely mean to get mud all over Harry's brand new (but hideous) rug he begged Louis for.. but of course his boy always gets what he wants with a bit of begging.... oh fuck all he can think is Harry and his big eyes staring up innocently at him just as he's about to commit such a dirty act taking Louis whole in his hot mouth, not coming up for a breath until his mouth was full with every drop of cu-

"HI WERE ONE DIRECTION! AND THIS IS THE MOST ANNOYING RINGTONE EVER VA-"

"Oh shit fuck", Louis picked up the phone startled from the sudden call

'Hey Lou, I'll be home in a couple hours, did you need anything from Tescos?'

'Hey love, umm.. no not that I can think of, I thought we did the food shop already?'

'I'm getting the wine and dessert for the dinner your cooking, how's it going you never cook especially alone', Harry chuckled down the phone

SHIT SHIT THE CHICKEN LOUIS COMPLETELY FORGOT, HE WAS TOO WORRIED ABOUT THE RUG TO REMEMBER THE FOOD

'UM yeah totally good all fine promise haha bye love you bye'

'oh love you too bye bye'

Louis darted into the kitchen slipping on the oven gloves swiftly. Opening the cooker, smoke bellowed out causing the alarm to go off. He grabbed a cloth fanning it away till it stopped. Dreading to look inside, he pulled out the dish to find charred chicken, completely inedible...

"FUCK I'M GONNA HAVE TO ORDER"