Barbara's [l.S Mpreg] editing

Chapter 18

I have some things planned for this chapter and I really like it and all.

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Never had Louis wanted to end drama practice on his life. Simon was extremely stressed with this play. And, him being stressed, meant bad for students. Louis was trying to dance with the original jacket now – which was perfectly done by Eleanor – and danced perfectly with it. But, Simon had decided it was time to practice the kissing scene.

"Tomlinson! No, no, no!" Simon yelled and walked towards him. "If we want this kiss to look real, then you must actually kiss her!" Perrie and Louis looked at each other with questioning glances. It's not like it would mean anything. They were gay. "Come on, kiss." He ordered.

Louis shrugged and so did Perrie. Jade had told Perrie it was fine to kiss Louis since it was acting and all of that. Louis leaned in but Simon stopped him. "No! Do the contact. Touch her cheek, hold her waist! I don't know!"

Louis nodded and Perrie chuckled at Simon's eagerness. So, Louis took Perrie by the waist and pulled her over to him, they were chest to chest. One of his hands went up to her cheek and he tried not to laugh, since it was acting. The two leaned forwards and their lips met. The thing is, Louis thought it was going to be a fake kiss but Simon wanted it to be real.

The two pulled away and looked at Simon. The old man – well, not that old – smiled and nodded. "That's more like it. Good job guys." He turned around and the other two started spitting and cleaning their mouths.

"Ew girl lips!" Louis whined.

"Ew boy lips!" Perrie whined.

They started laughing and Louis excused himself from her and walked over to where he left his bag. While he was taking out his water bottle somebody coughed from behind and Louis could had sworn he saw heaven because he almost died of the shock. He turned around and sighed in relief.

"Hi Harry." He smiled. But, no. Harry wasn't having that bullshit. He was pouting, with arms crossed over his chest and his hair was pulled backwards, with a bandana on. "Harry?" He asked confused.

"So?! Are you having friendly kisses with everyone now?" He pouted, turning to look away.

"What?" Louis asked confused. "Oh!" He then noticed, "No, no! I have to kiss her for the show." He chuckled. Harry rolled his eyes and looked at Louis with furrowed eyebrows. "Are you mad?" It was Louis' turn to pout.

"Hm!" Harry turned around, giving his back to Louis.

"Oh Harry, come on!" He whined. "All my friendly kisses are for you and you only." Louis said, hugging Harry from behind. Harry tried to hide his smile but turned his face so Louis missed it.

"Prove it." Harry challenged. Just like that, Louis left a small, short, sweet kiss on Harry's neck. Harry blushed, becoming a full tomato, and giggled in a five year old way. "Okay I believe you."

"Good." Louis walked back to his bag.

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"Zayn is always like Perrie this or Perrie that I get it they're friends, but why does he have to talk so much about her?!" Gigi complained to Harry while they were doing some math problems. "I don't like her . . . even though I don't know her." She blushed.

"I don't like her either." Harry groaned, remembering the scene of her and Louis kissing. Louis was his and only his.

"Why?" Gigi asked. "I have a . . . reason. Do you?"