The Devils My Lover [Larry Stylinson]

Welcome to Hell

As I opened my eyes it was as if there was no space or time just darkness, just complete and utter darkness. My whole body felt numb, I wasn't sure where I was or how the fuck I got here. That's until I heard him.

"Welcome to Hell, darling." He said as he walked out of the dark corner of the room. He was completely gorgeous head to toe, dressed in a fine black suit and a red tie. He was the most alluring person I've ever met in my entire life, his curly brown hair just made me want to reach out and touch it.

"W-what?" I asked well getting up and brushing the dust off my black t-shirt and pants. " I said 'welcome to Hell, darling' you are Louis Tomlinson, right?" He asked as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Yeah I'm Louis, I'm sorry I'm not really sure who you are. Did we meet last night? Because I must've been wasted, shit I can't remember anything." I laughed it off because that was the only explanation my mind could come up with, but it still didn't explain why I was here.

The stranger laughed then grinned for a moment, "No Louis, we didn't meet last night. You, Louis Tomlinson died last night. And unfortunately for you, you didn't get to go up to heaven. Sorry mate, you're in Hell." He said casually with a pat on the back and turned away to walk out of the room.

"What the fuck! How the fuck did I end up in Hell? Hey excuse me, I'm talking to you!" I yelled and the room echoed making it seem as though the room went on forever and ever.

The mysterious man stopped and said, " I don't know and I really don't care, I'll be back in a bit. Make yourself comfortable, after all you will be living here for all eternity." And just like that he was gone and I was left in the darkness.