Ok let me get right in this bitch.
I will say it once for the people in the back: *ehm* IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE IN LARRY STYLINSON (amen), THEN DON'T READ THIS.
I will leave you with this instead (with mutual respect):
I can't have people commenting negative vibes or words on this or *boop* I delete the comment, gracias, thank you, grazie, merci.
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Btw, a lot of the parts that are spoken are written in a way in how Louis would speak with the accent, so like:
- Fanks = Thanks
- 'ell = hell
- luv = love
- sho'uv = Should've
etc.
Ok vamanos amigos!
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Lose Control
Fanfiction"So today, I made a plate of chicken, stuffed with mozzarella, wrapped in parma ham, with a side of homemade mash potatoes."
