hostage || l.t ✔️

seventy three

I HAVEN'T READ/EDITED/WRITTEN THESE CHAPTERS IN OVER A YEAR, so idek what this chpater is LMAO. i just want this book finished.

Louis Tomlinson
So I had a sex dream about London and I.

It just happened and I didn't realise until I woke up and I was laying on my bed with a wetness down near my legs and when I looked down, I had fucking come on my sheets.

I feel like a fucking teenager.

London and I are still not one hundred percent and I think she'd feel weird if I was still dreaming of us like that, so I didn't want to tell her. I woke up early today as well, 7AM, that's rare for me considering I don't start 'til 9.

I got out of bed and looked at the sheets and I knew she'd most likely come in here to clean it. Because I woke up so early, I decided that I might as well fucking wash them. I don't want her to see them, or her to know I was still thinking of us like that.

I stripped my bed and it took a while because I haven't done it in a while, since she got her period to be honest. It was just the pillows without cases on them, the mattress and quilt with no case. I had a pile of my stuff on the floor which I had to put in the washing machine.

I huff and grab them, cringing and opening the door which creaked. I padded to the laundry which is next to the bathroom, sneaking in and seeing the machine I've never used once, London only knows how to use it but I need to do this without her help.

I open it softly and put all the things in there, opening the drawer next to it to find some sort of soaps. When the door closes again, it beeps and I widen my eyes. "Shh!" I whisper shout to a fucking washing machine.

What has my life come too?

I look up and see the detergent, opening the box and seeing a scoop. How many do I put in there?

I read the box and it says a scoop so I scoop some and press the button that has a scoop on it and when I do, it opens like a drawer and I tip the scented powered in there. I close it and put the scoop and box up on the shelf again, looking at the options.

I was so confused, one said a rise cycle and the rest were what seemed to be in a fucking foreign language. "What the fuck.." I breathe out in confusion. I shook my head and out it on the rinse cycle and I press the button and a flashing lock comes up. I groan softly and go back k to my room and feel my cheeks heat in embarrassment.

"I can't believe that just happened," I breathe out while rubbing my tense temples. I had a headache and needed water badly but my goodness. I've had a sex dream about us before but I've woken up hard in the middle of the night and had to fuck myself to get rid of it.

I was horny like always but I refuse to fuck anyone else but her. And I know I said that before I fucked Erin but London doesn't have to know about it. Those two are like the girls that follow me around.

I've had history with Erin, shes one of my best friends.

But I've also had a little history with London too so it's hard.

The both of them mean something to me, Erin was one of the first girls I was with since Anita and she showed me that sex isn't always forced. And she's been one of my best friends for ages, and we'd fine everything together.

But there's London too. She may not be my first for anything (except for when she topped), but she still means something to me and still protect her at all costs.

I don't really have feelings for Erin, and I can't anyway, because of Zayn, he's protective of her. But..I don't know what I feel for London. It's confusing. She makes me smile even when she's not doing anything.