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...
It's Spring Break bitches!! Harry surprised me with a trip to Florida! Can you believe he has a house here too?! I wonder what other places he has a house in but hasn't told me yet. He said he doesn't like to tell me everything because he likes to surprise me. He also said, he only comes to Florida to take care of business, you know with him being a drug lord and all. This is his first time being here just for a vacation. Of course he brought the boys along just incase something popped off, and they're his best friends, even though he acts like he hates them most of the time, I know he loves having them around.
Today is our, "rest day." We've been sight seeing and going to amusement parks and doing all this cool fun stuff, but it's taking a toll on my body. I started feeling sore from being constantly on the go, so Harry decided today would be our rest day.
I've been laying in bed all morning, switching between reading and watching TV. Harry and the boys are in the living room doing whatever. Probably playing video games. I'm actually kind of mad at Harry right now, so I haven't talked to him all morning.
I'm mad at him because he's an idiot and I'd rather not speak to idiots. Last night he tried a new drug because he has this thing where he has to test his drugs out before selling them. He said he likes to know what he's giving his customers.
So anyway, this drug made him paranoid. I mean, super paranoid, so paranoid he thought I was a midget spy. Yes, I said midget as in a little person. He kept chasing me around the house with a fucking loaded gun pointed at me, trying to capture me. The boys weren't home, they were out working or whatever they do at night, so they weren't there to save me. I had to hide in a closet for hours! Eventually the drug wore off and I've been ignoring Harry ever since. He's so stupid. Why does he keep taking these foreign drugs?!
It's nearing the afternoon and I feel like now is the perfect time to do some yoga to ease my mind. It's warm out, so I put on a simple black crop top, exposing my belly button piercing that has a diamond heart hanging from it, and I slip on a pair of tight black and pink yoga shorts. They're so short that my ass cheeks literally hang out the bottom of them, but the shorts are cute and I don't feel like changing them to something more appropriate.
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It's not like anyone is going to see me in them expect Harry and his friends. And they've all seen me half naked before so I don't even think they really care. Actually, scratch that, they all still look at me like they want to do dirty things to me. And I know Harry still gets upset when I wear revealing clothes in front of his friends, or anyone. Well, it's not that he gets upset about what I'm wearing because he loves how I dress, what really makes him angry is how other people look at me like they want to devour me.
To be honest, I think he low key likes when people look at me like that, because I'm there prancing around in my little thottie booty shorts, and then there's this guy yearning to do things to me, but they can't because I belong to Harry and Harry knows that I'm his and only he can touch me the way other guys wish they could. I think it turns him on because I always catch him smirking when he sees other guys eyeing me up and down. Shoot, I know it turns me on when I see other bitches checking out my man, but he's all mine honey, so move along.
