Louis loved being manhandled, he loved being pressed against a mattress and getting fucked hard. He loved being fucked against a wall and Louis loved being spanked.
Louis loved being carried and taking bubble baths, he loved wearing pretty lace pan...
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When December rolled around and Louis and Harry were inseparable. They spent countless days together and half of Louis' wardrobe was at Harry's house and articles of Harry's clothing were littered in Louis' house.
Louis had written and submitted his story, he hadn't turned it in until the day before the deadline, but it was something.
Harry continued to show interest in music, but he refused to go out and buy a guitar even though he really wanted to play.
Louis still hadn't spoken to Niall or Liam and he had to admit he missed them so much, Louis is up in his office, tapping his fingers on his desk as he thinks about his former best friends.
Louis sighs and gets up out of his chair, he goes over to his office door, opens it and peaks his head out. Once he makes sure Rob isn't around he goes back to his desk and grabs his phone.
He dials Liam's number before he can stop himself and he sinks into his chair, bringing his knees up to his chest.
It rings twice before he answers and Louis' voice gets caught in his throat, he coughs and lets out a soft, hi.
"Louis? Louis, are you alright? Did something happen?" Liam asks, his tone quick and concerned.
"What? No, I'm okay? Relax." Louis smiles a little, chewing his thumb nail. "Why'd you think something was wrong?" He asks, swaying slightly in his rolly chair.
"We haven't spoken in so long... I figured you were calling because of an emergency." Liam says sadly and Louis bites down on the inside of his cheek, he really missed him.
"I'm sorry." Louis says softly and Liam speaks up again. "Seriously, Lou it's been like two months-"
"Two months and three weeks." Louis interrupts, his tone sad.
"I know we fucked up, Lou. Niall did a shitty thing and I did even shittier, by not thinking of my best friends feelings and telling you what was going on." Liam says and Louis feels his eyes well up with tears and he leans his head back against his chair.
"I've missed you Lima." Louis says and Liam lets out a small laugh. "I've missed Niall too, but... he just... when I think about... he was so unsupportive and I'm the happiest I've ever been and he would rather have me be miserable and doing what he wants for me." Louis mumbles.
"I know things are still rocky between you and Niall, but I'm not asking you to rekindle you're friendship with him, if you don't want to. I just want my best friend back." Liam says and now Louis is crying.
"Okay." He whispers and Liam lets out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad we talked, Lou. I'll come by so we can hang out?" Liam asks and Louis is nodding even though he can't see him.
"Yes, yes, that sounds great. I have to go before Rob comes in and fires me." Louis laughs, wiping the tears from his face.
"Alright, babes, I'll talk to you later." Liam says and Louis almost starts crying again at the nickname. As much he loved to hang out with Harry, he missed his friends.
