50 shades of Horan

'go for styles'

-previously-
"Louis?" She questions narrowing her eyes at me. "As in Tomlinson? The guy who HATES Niall horan?" She uses her fan smirking at me.

"What?" My voice gets higher...so much higher that it must sound like a door slammed on my foot, "we are meeting for coff-tea so I can make sense of last night." I fold my arms to emphasize my point.

"So instead of Netflix and chill it's 'tea and chill?'" Alex smirks at me like she's just invented tea.

God I hate her. With a simple babyish pout I leave the kitchen to go and get dressed...who are you Tomlinson?

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Instead of getting dressed I sat down and tapped 'louis tomlinson' into Google. . . And the results were awful.
Apparently he got into a big fight with Horan because he stop Horan's wife then cheated on her with her sister so they both got into a big fight...Louis sued Niall amd ever since they've been trying to crush each other's businesses.

They are both big time companies so in other words im fucking screwed...

Oh and did I mention Tomlinson has a violent fucking streak?!

After typing a quick 'sos' text to my boy I decide on a lazy outfit...in other words 'the homeless look'.

After managing to throw my hair into the messiest bun possible seen and squeeze my big backside into a pair of jeans im off and get my head into my boys jack wills jumper im on my way to the front door slipping on my vans...on my way to the dark front door I grab the essentials; keys, money, phone...a laser gun incase this creature, Tomlinson, plays up.

Before I manage to open the door the door swings open pushing my back onto the cold laminate flooring with a thump.

"FUCK WHAT THE FUDGE!" I whale almost in tears..."MY NOSE!" you know that pain when you accidently catch your toe on the table leg? ThIS HAS TO BE WORSE! But luckily my nose wasn't bleeding and didn't feel broke...

A big set of bear clause help me up as my best friend tries to mask his giggles..."oh shut it white you'll be ok...this always happens" a smirk falls on the tall boys face. Why is he my best friend?!

I love my best friend don't get me wrong but ever since he's come out gay something has changed. I mean yes his jeans has got tighter, he's become more sexual, the growing his hair out 'phase' now means his bum looks better than mine but all in all he's just...different. his lips are perkier and that arse...I'd do anything for that arse. Mines quiet big but I don't know...his is more..juicy.

"Megan...MEGAN!" His slow voice brings me into the now as his claws that he calls hands release me, "you left me an "sos" sos what the hell is happening? Because if you need someone to get hurt I can't do it...i just got my nails done. You interrupted my Netflix morni-"

his slow voice drives me insane sometimes so I just interrupt with a pout, "I'm having male problems" my pout seems to go into full swing 'mummy I want that toy', "well I wanted Nial-"

"Horan the sex god-" he must have seen the 'i will kill you' look on my face because he suddenly shut up crossing his long arse across his chest leaving me to look up at him.

"But then zayn came into my life...but now a Tomlinson has asked me to coffee but I don't remember him but according to Google he's violent and he bi so I was think-"

Harry smirks resting his long finger on my closed lips, "so you want me to come with you so he doesn't hurt you and flirt with him so he will leave you alone?"

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When we arrive at Starbucks no one and I mean no one is there apart from the lady serving and who I assume is Mr Louis - arsehole - Tomlinson...he's hotter in person; his eyes are bright, his muscles are an average size but he's short..

Before I can continue to examine this man harry darts forward smirking at the man, "Harry, harry styles sir..."

Louis gasps looking harry up and down. What the fuck is happening?!

"Pleasure." Oh he recovered quickly, "louis tomlinson." His gaze seems to travel to me a small smile falling on his lip, "sit the both of you..." once we are all seated the man begins to talk...

"So, Megan, what do you know about Niall Horan?" His eyes gaze into mine like they will hurt me if I don't answer correctly...

"I-i met him when my friend was sick...he's a nice man...but I didn't get much put of him...he-he" I cough trying to be confident and sit up right to make myself taller, "he tried coming onto me but I pushed him away" my eyes fall to my hands a small sigh leaving my lips, "I-i really liked him to before that..."

Something in Tomlinson eyes change...is this love?

"You don't remember me do you?" Tomlinson sighs like he's upset..

I shake my head frowning...

"I-im y-your twin...we was seperated young.." he breathes out like it's a relief to get off his small chest. I can't say much im short than him.

"What the fuck...i mean I'm going to see if the toilets are clean" Harry quickly rushes off but not before falling over his feet. Oh harry.