Love Island queer edition [Larry Stylinson]

Episode 1: The arrival

The arrival will be a short one, because it's a kind of introduction as well. I hope you will all enjoy this book. It's my twentieth so it's pretty special to me.

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It's hot and the air is humid in Spain. Louis doesn't like it that much. It's like his breath is cut off when he steps out of the airplane. He knows that the people that are in the airport now could be his fellow islanders, but he has no clue who. He has suspicions. He is pretty sure that the old bald man won't spend his time in the villa with Louis and if he is, he's definitely not on Louis' shag list. When he got his suitcase from the belt, he goes to a man holding his name and he praises the lord when he steps into an airconditioned car. It's bloody hot on the Canary Islands.

The drive is around 30 minutes. When he steps out of the car, there is already a woman waiting for me.

"Hello, there! You are the first one. You must be Louis, right? If I remember well. I'm Ellie, the producer of this show."

Louis can't help but check out the girl from head to toes. She isn't ugly but also not completely his type. Fucking the producer isn't scratched off the list just yet though.

"I'm Louis indeed." Louis nods.

"So, the others will be here soon as well and then I'll give you all a short briefing about what's expected from you lot."

Expected? Isn't he just supposed to sit there and look pretty?

And withing thirty minutes the others are there as well. They are now all gathered around a big round table, Ellie standing in front of them.

"Okay, guys so first of all congratulations! You are all honoured to be part of the first Love Island queer edition!"

Everybody starts to cheer and Louis just joins. It's not that he isn't excited but he doesn't see why he should share his excitement by obnoxiously yelling. It's annoying, really.

"So, first of all: This meeting? Didn't happen. You act like you see each other for the first time in the villa, alright?" Everybody nods.

"Then, in a bit there will be jeeps outside. You climb on top of them, look all seductive and stuff, and they will drive each one of you to the villa. But before that you will go to the stylist and you change in your best swim wear. Once you are in the villa, your Love Island adventure will start for real! You have ten more minutes before the cars are here, take that time to go over this list of rules again and then just enjoy and fall in love!"

"Quite some list." The girl next to Louis says. "I'm Danielle by the way, Danielle Campbell."

"Louis Tomlinson." Louis introduces himself. "And I really can't be arsed to read all that shit."

The girl laughs and shakes her head. "It's fine, the last page is also just the order of who enters the villa first. I'll check for you... Oh, you are the last one."

"You know what they say, keep the best for last." Louis winks. "Now, can I see the list?"

"Sure." Danielle hands him the last page and Louis goes over the names.

1: Sarah Jones

2: Taylor Swift

3: Danielle Campbell

4: Kendall Jenner

5: Mitch Rowland

6: Aiden Grimshaw

7: Harry Styles

8: Louis Tomlinson

"It's time to get changed, guys." Ellie says.

"Well, it was nice to meet you, Louis. I'll see you in the villa alright?" Danielle bites her lip and Louis likes, it, likes that the thing hasn't even started yet but the flirting has.

"See you there, darling."

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It takes too long. First the stupid stylist thing, now waiting for everybody to leave for the villa because he is the last one, Louis is impatient. He wants to take place on a sunbed and sip from a margarita. He is even more annoyed when the person in front of him doesn't even notice that it's his turn to climb on the jeep.

"Hey Curly!" Louis yells. "Jump on the thing, we don't have ages." Louis says pointing at the shining vehicle.

"Someone's impatient." The boy rolls his eyes.

"I'm waiting in the middle of the bloody sun. I'm boiling, of course I'm impatient. At least in the villa there will be some shade."

"I'm already leaving, Jesus." The boy climbs on top of the jeep but they only drive for a few seconds and... he falls backward, bum on the sandy streets of Fuerteventura.

Louis starts to laugh, literally tears rolling from his eyes when he sees the boy laying down on the pavement.

"Oh my god, I can't." Louis has to hold his stomach. He hopes they were already shooting. This is a golden opener, isn't it? "Is that your way of being seductive?"

"Rude! You could help me? Or at least ask me whether I'm okay?"

"You are, the curls are still intact." Louis walks over to the boy and ruffles his curls. "Anyway, here's a hand."

"I don't need your help." Harry huffs, walking again towards his jeep. "I'll see you in the villa."

"Alright, oh and Curly?"

The boy, who is sitting on top of the jeep again, turns around and gives Louis a questioning look.

"Yeah?"

"Don't fall again."