-Author's POV-
It was official; Louis officially hated Liam and Niall. Who the hell made up bets about not touching one's boyfriend for as long as one can? More importantly, why the hell had he agreed to it? Ah, but the prize was worth it in itself; an entire month of PDA, snogging, shagging, whatever you wanted, with absolutely no complaints from the other couple. Liam was always telling he and Harry to "get a room" or something of the sort whenever they were getting into it, and maybe Louis just wanted to rub it in Liam's pretty face that Louis could fuck Harry wherever and whenever the hell he pleased. And Liam just didn't want Louis to win.
So, obviously, both couples wanted very much to win. But by the end of the second week, everyone started to flip out. Everyone slept alone, in their own rooms, for fear of touching. No one cuddled. Showers were taken separately, and everyone was waiting. Waiting for a slip-up.
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A Month of Us (A Steamy Stylinson fic)
FanfictionWhen a bet of incredibly high stakes is made, dangerously high levels of Stylinson sexual tension are generated. (Basically just porn with little plot. Written for Horoinxo as payment) super steamy, basically only sex.
