❝You look sexy in pink.❞ ❝I prefer the terms beautiful or pretty, but thanks.❞
Or the one where Louis is a short tempered jackass, who's forced to go to a yoga class by his therapist, where he meets Harry; his flamboyant teacher, who seems to love...
Dedication:HarrysVelvetyBumhole thanks for the votes and comments, and very interesting name ha
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Okay, so Louis was actually telling the truth, when saying that he will not get late today. Actually, he went as far as even setting an alarm two hours, yes two hours, before class starts. And he sort of regrets it, when hearing the loud ringing disturb his dream, where he was right about to kiss Jensen Ackles on the lips, before they walked into the sunset, while swinging their clasped hands together.
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He yawns and slaps the alarm shut, before forcing himself to sit up in bed. He lazily rubbed his eyes with his small hands, as if that'll make all of his slumber and sleepiness disappear.
It didn't.
Instead of moping around in bed anymore, Louis did the opposite and climbed out of it; a place filled with pillows and blankets, somewhere he would still be laying naked, if it wasn't for that darn alarm. Shrugging the comforting thought off, he clasped a hand over his gaping mouth, stopping the yawn from leaving his lips and began walking towards his bathroom instead.
After flicking the lights off, he stood besides the mirror, his hands gripping each side of the sink, as he stared at his reflection. Messy brown locks pointing in every direction possible, lines of bags under his eyes (and no they weren't designer), and a light scruffy beard appearing around his cheeks. He sighed, he had a long shift yesterday anyways.
See, Louis was a security guard for a local bank. He wasn't the brightest crayon in the box, and college didn't seem interesting enough for him, so he decided to never go. Instead, he lazied around his mother's home, until he was forced to move out and get a job.
No, he wasn't like a superhero, fighting criminals and sending them off to jail everyday. Actually, he hasn't sent one yet. Unfortunately, whenever there had been an attempted robbery, Louis either had the day off, or was out buying himself lunch. He was always missing in action, but that might be a good thing, considering his life would've been in danger if he had been in the same room as a criminal.
But, it would've still be cool to have his picture in the newspaper or something, or to be honored with a key to the city. Yes, he knew those didn't actually unlock anything, sadly, but it still was a kind of prize. Oh, but there was this one time that Louis had tried arresting a criminal. Emphasis on tried.
Louis had proudly alerted the police immediately once seeing some shady business from the security cameras, and rushed out to arrest the thief. It simply turned out to be a man who just liked wearing all black with his hood up and had dropped a penny, and seemed to be snooping around for it.
So yeah, Louis might've been the joke between all of his colleagues, and no they weren't laughing with him, but at him. But whatever, Louis didn't like them anyways. Louis didn't like a lot of people, if he thought about it.
