Tried meditation. Booooring!
And I knocked down my bedside lamp in the process. It wasn't a pretty sight. Buying new lamps.
/LouisHow did you manage to do that? It's not yoga! Did you at least sleep more than 4 hours?/H
Nope. My toe hurts. I'm blaming you. ;) /Louis
Made banana bread to make up for the fact that I almost killed you with meditation (that's a first). /H
Oh God, mouth orgasm! The banana bread was awesome. You're forgiven. /Louis
How was your weekend? /H
Pretty boring. Watched a game with my friend Niall. How was your weekend? /Louis
Don't remind me. I now know what a sex swing is. Walked in on Zayn and Liam in full action (again). Can you bleach your eyes to remove that image? /H
As a doctor, I can't recommend it (but I'm dying of laughter). /Louis
I'm glad my traumatic experience can amuse you. /H
Buying sex swing and lamps. /Louis
You kinky bastard! ;) /H
Hey! You gave me the idea. Okay, scratching sex swing from the shopping list. Which one of these lamps looks better? /Louis
Do you always shop on the Internet? The second one. /H
Yeah, I don't really have the time to go out shopping. Ordered the lamps. They'll be here in 4 days.
/LouisYou're working too much! /H
I know. /Louis
Oooo I have a date on Saturday. What should I wear? /H
Depends, where are you going?
/LouisHe's taking me to some fancy restaurant. /H
The pink suit? I know how much you love your pink. /Louis
He? Louis had to read the note stuck to the bathroom mirror again. They had been communicating with notes for a while now and the flat was filled with them. None of them seemed to consider throwing them away after they read them. They were a reminder that they lived together and had been for almost two weeks now.
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Shared Apartment
FanfictionHarry needed a place to live and was getting desperate. That was when he found an ad online with an odd solution. A guy named Louis was renting out his place to someone with a 9-17 job. He worked nights. So they would share the flat (and bed) but no...