Damn i should be ashamed of myself for not updating. I am truly sorry for school is draining me up to my last braincell. Anygays, HABIT IS MY NEW ANTHEM but 18 is still superior.
Harry Styles
"be down in 3!" i shouted. I rushed onto my closet and picked something good to wear.
Yes, me and Louis are living together now and its fun. We have little fights sometimes but we wont make our prides ruin our love for each other. It's actually kind of nice when we are fighting because i can use my debating skills to him. Its been a long time since i last competed for a debate contest. I was a deputy though, not very good at it but still managed to occupy the position.
I chose to wear a simple attire since we aren't going to anything formal. I am driving his car today which is very new, he wouldn't normally let me drive his car, not that he don't want me to crash his' but for a reason that he wants me to just relax on the road, which honestly is a bit cringe-y but i dont wanna tell him that.
I went downstairs and let a big breath. This isn't real. I hope this isn't imagination.
"Is that what you are gonna wear, Mr. Tomlinson?" i raised my eyebrows.
"What? Is there something wrong, mate?" he chuckled. He called me, Mate. What the actual fuck he is such a cutie.
"A fucking sweatshorts" i whispered at his ear. I went to the driver's seat and he went the other side.
"What's wrong with this?" he pointed at his thighs. Oh for God's sake. I can't help but to trace my eyes up to his thing. It was obvious.
"It's obvious" i looked straight and started the engine. He touched my hair and giggled.
"only for you" he said.
"stop or ill crash your car, Mr. Tomlinson" i giggly said.
I started driving and i realized that he never gave directions to where we are going. What the hell, am i that dumb.
" I love Sherlock Holmes" he opened out of the blue. Louis tilted his head to my direction and I glanced a bit.
"oh yeah? How come I didn't know that?" he asked, head still into my direction.
"Oh well because i never talked
about it?" i said sarcastically. Louis then tilted his head infront and smirked.
"Im betting $100" He said. He straighten his left leg and reached his wallet in his shorts. He grabbed a 100 bucks and placed it beside him.
"Betting for what?" i blankly said.
"Who's the author of Sherlock Holmes?" he asked. I chuckled a bit, only realizing that this is what we are betting for.
"Oooh, you are gonna lose your 100 bucks, Mr." I looked at him and pointed and placed my fingers at his chest.
"Oh yeah? You think so?" he smirked again for the second time.
"Arthur Conan Doyle" i said and he nodded.
"Good guess" he said and pat my thigh.
"It's not a guess, I know that" i said and we were caught by the red light.
"This should take for a while" Louis said while pointing his finger up in the red light.
"Okay uh, What's the first chapter ever made in Sherlock Holmes?" he asked.
"Study in Scarlet" i proudly said.
"What's the first episode aired in Sherlock Holmes BBC?" he questioned while turning his one eyebrow up.
"Study in Pink" i said. My hands took grip in the steering wheel for some reasons.
"Very impressive, they should've hired you as scriptwriter" he giggled a bit. Well not gonna lie I really want to be part of their crew, i used to love filmmaking but i've realized how much money im gonna spent on school so i decided to be an audience, which is much easier.
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