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...
"DADDY! DADDY!" I screamed at the top of my lungs for the man I love to come quickly.
As I'm sitting here on his bed, criss-cross applesauce, with my Apple MacBook Pro laptop in front of me and an avocado mask seeping into my skin, I hear his rapid footsteps running towards the room. Because of the way I'm sitting, my back is faced towards him so I can't see him, but I heard him burst through the door and by the sound of his heavy breathing I can tell he's in a panicky state.
"What, baby, what is it?! Are you hurt?! Do I need to kill somebody?! What happened?!" He said, his voice full with worrisome panic. But, before I could respond he lowers his voice and says, "wait..." as if he was speaking out loud to himself, then he adds in a louder tone while speaking slowly, "are you pregnant?" And once again before I can speak he excitedly yells, "LOU, ARE YOU PREGNANT?! OH MY GOD!"
This idiot.
Did he forget that I'm a boy and I don't have the proper parts to be fucking pregnant?!
Or maybe he's high. He gets really stupid when he's high.
"What? Harry, no," I turn around giggling.
When I turned around his eyes went wide and he screamed like he saw a ghost. I notice that he has a slice of bread in his hand. What the hell is going on? I can't help but to start giggling more at his demeanor.
"Why do you look like Shrek?!" He pointed at me with wide eyes.
"Why are you holding a piece of bread?" I said between giggles.
"I was making a sandwich, to satisfy my high cravings, when my boyfriend decided to scream bloody murder! What was all that about?! Did the ogre try to rape you?! Where's that fat fucker?!" He said with a crazed look and started to look around the room, slice of bread still stuffed snug in his hand.
"Harry no," I couldn't contain my laughter. He's seriously looking around the room for Shrek. I calm my laughter down enough to say, "this is an avocado mask! I am fine, Shrek isn't trying to rape me! Calm down!"
"Then why were you screaming like that?!" He walks closer to me with an exasperated look on him face.
"Because look!" I squeal and show him my laptop screen.
He stares at the screen then blankly blinks looking at the screen uninterested.
"And what am I looking at here?"
"They're having a sale! Look how cute these shorts are!"
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"Annnd you're telling me this because?" He questioned as he flapped the slice of bread around in his hand.
"Can I get these shorts, please?! They're on sale! Please, please, please!" I said while sitting on my knees with my hands clasped together in a pleading and begging position.
