next to you -> l.s ||

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Louis: ya know, we haven't texted in about two days. I kinda miss you, dickwad.

Dickwad: aww you sound so domestic. I missed you more, baby. 😚😚

Louis: I meant as FREINDS. how do you even know if I'm gay? I am as straight as a ruler.

Dickwad: there r bendy rulers, love. 😂

Dickwad: plus, there is no way your straight. you look like you like it up the ass way to much . 😉

Louis: I like to put it up the pussy, if that's what you meant?

Dickwad: if you think so, baby. Just wait till you see my D I C K . 😉

Louis: who said I would be seeing it? Idek where you live 😂 or your country.

Dickwad: I live in England, so you know that about me .

Louis: whatever, Harold. I gtg, bye.

Dickwad: okay, bye baby.

Louis enters the store, giggling about something harry had texted. He giggled some more when he said he was straight, because, well, Louis has NEVER been straight. not even when Sarah from grade seven tried to take him to bed.

You see, he's to submissive to be a straight person. he actually likes it up the ass, so he wouldn't really enjoy being straight.

As he walks through the crisp isle, he gets a beep from his phone, telling him he has a text.

Dickwad: hey, baby. you should text me, I miss you :(

Louis: hello, lose-

Louis couldn't finish his sentence, because he was cut off by knocking into a hard, firm chest.

He quickly tries to stand and say sorry but his to in shock to say anything.

The person eyes are close and there holding there head, but this isn't just a person, it's harry.

"Uhm, are you who I think you are?" harry hears a high, soft voice ask him.

"What?" Harry groans out, while opening his eyes. His eyes quickly widen in shock, not expecting too see Louis in front of him.

"Louis? What are doing here?" Harry asks confused.

"I could ask you the same question! I know you live in England, but I didn't know it was my home town!" Louis whisper shouts. but Harry's not really focusing on what he's saying, to caught up on him looking like a cute, angry kitten.

"Hello? Earth to harry!" Louis nearly shouts.

"Huh? Oh, sorry love. I just was to caught in um your um prettiness. Um, yeah." Harry says in his slow, rough voice. Louis notes it's like the syrup he pours on his pancakes.

"Haha, what a catch. Now, what are you doing here?" Louis asks slowly.

"Uhm, me and my mom are visiting some woman named Jay?" Harry's says uncertainty. ( I've had this story in my drafts, so I had Jay in here before she died )

"My mom?" Louis squeaks out.

"Um I don't really kn-" harry is cut off by a feminine voice.

"Harry! There you are! I was looking all over for you! now come o- oh! Who is this?" The woman who is left unnamed ask harry.

"Um, mom, this is Louis. Louis this is my mum." Harry's says pointing to each other.

"Louis? As in Louis Tomlinson?" Harry mum ask.

"Um, yes?"

"Oh my god! I haven't seen you since you were a baby! look at you! All grown up and so pretty! You grew up to be feminine, I told Jay you would!" Harry's mom says .

"Um, who are you?" Louis asks.

"Anne, Anne twist." The woman, now Anne, says.

"Nice meeting you, again, I presume your here to visit?" Louis asks.

"Yep, me and my son, who you have  seem to meet already, will be staying with you and your mother for three months!" Anne says as she pulls harry in by the shoulder, making harry look uncomfortable by the height difference.

"Yay." Both harry and Louis mumble, one excited and one dreading the whole visit.