An update because:
1. It's my birthday and I wanna celebrate that with this shitty update.
2.
It's been 7 years since always in my heart. ♡ When I start to wonder if Larry is real or not, I remember this tweet and I know that it has to be.
Stay lovely! Xx
Louis bit the end of his pen as the umpteenth meeting of that day started. It was his birthday for God's sake. What was he doing here?
''So, if we want to do this, we need to remember that there's a chance that our profit will increase. But there's also a 55% chance that-''
Louis zoned out after that, drawing penises on the paper sheets in front of him out of pure boredom. His phone buzzed in his pocket and Louis managed to look at it without his colleagues seeing him.
hazza🎀: Happy birthday, Louis!🎉🎈I just wanted to tell you. You're not home right now, so a text will do for now. Xx❤
Louis smiled and started typing a message back to his boyfriend.
You: I'll be home soon, love. You can wish me a happy birthday in person. 😙
Hazza🎀: I hope so. And after that, you can do with me as you please.
Louis bit his lip, his pants tightening a bit at those words. He knew what Harry meant and to think about doing those things whilst he was still in the middle of a meeting was just too much.
you: Is that sexual undertone, love?
Hazza🎀: Maybe it is, sir?
''Mister Tomlinson? Are we boring you?'' A voice snapped out of nowhere, making Louis jump in his seat.
He turned off his phone and shook his head shamefully.
''Then why did you feel the need to look at your phone?'' The woman, Patricia, in front of his asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
Louis glared at her. ''It's my birthday today and my beautiful boyfriend is waiting for me at home, yet I am sitting here, wasting my time on this stupid meeting.'' He spat.
Patricia gasped and started blushing out of embarrassment.
''Also, Patricia. I recall that your business only exists because I decided to invest in it, right? I suggest that you watch your tone. For now, I'm done here. I'm going home.''
Louis stood up, signing his assistant to grab his papers before exiting the meeting room.
''Have a nice day, sir!'' His assistant yelled when Louis left the building. He waved at her in return and hopped into his car.
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