31.07.15.
Today he tripped, fell down the stairs.
He's so clumsy, little thing, no matter where he is
and now he's lying in our bed watching some
series that we share
but he doesn't want me with him because
I laughed when he called me
to get him from his work
and he didn't like that so he
locked himself inside.
But, no worries, I'll make up
to him and make it seem like he is okay and
I am okay
so we can be together, he and I,
on the bed,
watching the episode.
Greetings,
H.T.
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Greetings, H.T. | Larry Stylinson
FanfictionLouis handed me a little, blue-wrapped present, smiling in statisfaction and whispering, "Since your last one was full." in my ear. He then walked away, to his proud-looking parents, as I opened it carefully. And there you were, little thi...
