TomGirl - Larry Stylinson

Twenty Three.

Please read the authors note at the end.

Buuuut, here is cover numero uno that was sent in. I love it so much tbh.

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"N-No..."

"Yes."

"No! You can't make me!"

"You will," she growled, "Or I'll make your boyfriend suffer."

"He'll suffer either way...I don't want that."

"Oh boo hoo, dammit. Just do it."

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Louis looked down at his shoes, focusing on them as he walked down the hallways. He could hear laughter from other students and he squeaked when he bumped into someone else's chest.

"Long time no see, eh?"

Louis looked up and gulped. "S-Sorry.."

Niall smirked. "Just get to class, babe."

"D-Don't call me babe," Louis moved and walked off. He walked to his locker and looked around.

"Where's Harry?" Louis looked at Liam. Liam shrugged, sighing.

"Dunno."

Louis sighed, opening his locker and put everything away. They had a guest speaker in Art, so they didn't need anything.

He had a bad feeling in his stomach, and he didn't know what it was.

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By the time Louis got home, Harry hadn't replied to his texts or called him back. He was worried. He didn't have Britt or Jessica's number, or Tyler's...he didn't want to go to his house in case they were doing something.

Louis sighed, wondering what to do.

- - - - -

Thump, thump, thump.

"I can't do this."

Thump, thump, thump.

"You will."

"But babe, I don't wanna hurt his feelings..."

"You're already tricking him, now c'mon. Boo, get the camera ready."

She nodded, doing so and smirked.

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Louis waited, and waited, and waited.

You have reached the voicemail box of --

Louis groaned as he hung up. "Dammit!"

Tank yapped at him, jumping on his stomach. Louis sighed, closing his eyes and put his phone on his chest.

Tank curled up on his tummy, sneezing and closed his eyes.

"You're gettin' fat," Louis groaned. Tank sneezed again, letting out a little purr like noise. Louis rubbed his back, sighing.

Around midnight, Louis' phone kept going off. Not calls, but texts.

He picked it up, sighing and unlocked it as pictures were sent to him from an unknown number.

Pictures of...Harry?

Louis scrolled through them, eyes widening.

Harry touching a girl.

Harry kissing a girl..

Taking her clothes off...

"Oh my God..." Louis whimpered as tears welled up in his eyes.

It was pictures of Harry and Noelle.

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This chapter was really short an I'm sorry ugh.

But I'm guessing I'm leading you guys on. I seriously have no idea what to make the "moral" of the book or how to add more drama or whatever. Yes, smut is an option but I wanted to write a non smutty book. That didn't happen lolol smut is life.

But just -- fuck. I can barely come up with anything anymore. It's gotten to the point to where I have to ask friends for ideas, not coming up with my own.

I've got alot going on. I found out I'm diabetic, my depression and anxiety are still bad...and a few days ago I was so close to breaking a three month clean streak.

Anyways, thank you for the 150k. I'm trying my best to satisfy you all and I feel like I'm failing.