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.
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The one where the innocent boy develops a toxic and unhealthy relationship with a...
⚠️Warning⚠️: smut and there's some provocative pics
Harry brings me back to his house and we're now in his room. His house is empty because he gave all the maids and other workers the day off so we could have the house to ourselves.
"I've never spent Valentine's Day with anyone before, but from what I've seen from other people normally, isn't this the part where we have a romantic candle lit dinner?" I say with a snicker.
"Babe, you should know me by now. I'm not normal. I'm different from other guys. So with that being said, fuck a candle lit dinner, let's build a fucking fort."
"Oh my gosh Harry, yes that's a great idea! Wait, I wanna take a shower and slip into something a little more comfy for you, daddy," I said seductively.
"Can I join you?" He asked trailing his hands down my sides.
"Only if you don't try to do anything."
"How do you expect me not to get hard when looking at you naked?!"
"I don't know figure it out," I shrug and walk off into the bathroom.
Harry managed to keep his dick at bay as we showered. After we finished, I kicked him out of the bathroom so I can get cute for him. I've had this outfit in mind for awhile for this specific day. Harry is about to be S H O O K.
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I walk out the bathroom looking cute ass hell. I swear I'm the most conceited and unconceited person in the world. I know that probably doesn't make sense. Let me try to explain, sometimes I feel very confident and I feel like the baddest bitch in the world and other times I feel very insecure, self conscious, and fat and ugly. Harry has helped me a lot with my self esteem. He always tells me I'm beautiful, even at my ugliest moments I'm still beautiful in his eyes.
I walk out of the bathroom ready to strike a pose like a Victoria's Secret model when I'm stopped by the most beautiful fort. Harry is no where to be seen. His whole room including his bed is covered in blankets, pillows and fairy lights. Was I really in the bathroom for that long for him to do all of this?
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