Group projects {pt. 2}

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Hoxanne (Harry and Roxanne) in the pic ^ they're cute Ik

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Louis's POV

Lily picks up a few toiletries and things, adding them to the cart.

She's just as bad as Liam considering I cannot get away with anything.

"Louis put that back."

"Louis quit eating food from the bulk section."

"Louis give me back my phone please."

I realize I can't be the only one in Wegmans who doesn't want to be here.

Some lads walk around with their wives, holding the baby or pushing the cart and looking absolutely knackered.

The highest respect to those lads.

It's really a good thing Lily's a celebrity because her high maintenance really needs cost a ton.

I guess I'm still annoyed that I'm paying for her girly shit.

She shoves her big box of tampons under the cart, hoping I don't notice I assume.

Then a few packets of condoms.

"I thought you and Harry did it last night" I say.

"We did" she states, her cheeks starting to heat up a bit.

"Was it good?"

"Yeah."

My phone vibrates in my pocket.

Roxy:

Are you still at the store

To Roxy:

What do you want

Roxy:

Can you get some vinegar?

To Roxy:

Because your pussys as stretched out as a potato sack?

Roxy:

Shut up. You're just jealous Luna won't let you fuck her.

I roll my eyes.

That's only like 25% true.

No, more like 50.

98% true.

We've been in the same isle for what feels like a year.

I turn around right when she has an army's worth of makeup.

"I hope you're going to send that to Iraq because that's way more than enough for one person."

She holds a ton of those tube things especially, lipstick, rogue,
eye powder and stuff.

"Well I threw out a lot of my makeup yesterday."

I don't really understand why she and her friends even carry that stuff if Lou Teasdale and the other aestheticians have a limitless supply for them.

"Can't you borrow any from your friends?"

"No, sharing makeup is unsanitary."

I roll my eyes.

"You can get one."

"But Louis pleeeeeeeeease."

She elongates the please, pouting at the end, batting her long eyelashes.

It was inevitable I fell for it.

"Thank you!"

"Don't mention it Lil."

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