Louis wakes up from a coma with no memory on how he ended up there. The only people who know the truth on how he got there are him and the person who put him there.
Or
The one where the innocent boy develops a toxic and unhealthy relationship with a...
(A/N: Idk if I mentioned this but Harry is tatted tf up even more than he is in real life in this so keep that in mind)
Also
⚠️Warning⚠️: I think this is a type of smut 🤷♀️
Harry flicks on a very dim light when we enter his room. I can still hear the loud party music playing but it sounds muffled now that the door is closed.
"I'm not sorry for the mess," Harry says. I guess he's talking about the mess in his room, but I'm so drunk right now I can't even see straight so I don't even care.
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(A/N: just imagine hisbedroom with less lightingand way messier with the bed unmade and with clothes, shoes and other junk a teenage boy would have thrown all over the floor, table and couch)
"You wanna flirt with other boys and act like a slut? Hm?... Then I'll treat you like a trashy slut," he said venom lacing every word he said. "Don't think I forgot about your little dancing stunt earlier, you little whore."
He walks over to his bed and literally throws me onto it like I'm a sack of potatoes. I bounce on the bed from the impact and giggle because it felt like I was on a trampoline.
"Bouncy, bouncy," I say giggling then taking my heels off throwing them onto the floor.
Harry begins to crawl onto the bed towards me, kicking his boots off in the process revealing his black socks. I feel him grip the back of my knees then he yanks my legs apart and situates his body between my thighs.
"Hi," I say when he comes face to face with me.
"Hey beautiful," he says smirking then starts leaning in to kiss me.
"Wait," I say stopping him and moving my head back. "You don't have any STDs, right?"
"No, don't listen to that crazy bitch Cara. And wait, why do you ask? Did you want to suck my dick?" He says with a smirk.
"What? No!" I say with wide eyes. "I mean yes, but no, not right now. I was just asking. And I've never sucked a dick before. I don't want my first time doing it to be while I'm drunk. I can barely think straight right now, let alone suck a massive cock."
