(Not my story) "So, we're friends?" Louis asked timidly, his blue eyes looking up at Harry through his lashes, Harry's chest suddenly feeling all weird. Fuck everything. His life really was one big mess at the moment but maybe he should just go with the flow and see what happens. Couldn't get any crazier than it already has been anyway. "Yeah... we're friends." [Or the one where Harry's an underground boxer, Louis' the prize and now Harry has to fight to protect him]

【Por un tonto descuido de no haber cerrado la puerta muy bien, el perro de Louis se escapa. Y así, su búsqueda desesperada comienza. Tal vez alguien lo encuentre más rápido que Tomlinson; alguien de rizos, ojos muy hermosos y sonrisa cariñosa. 】 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ►Prohibido la adaptación y/o copia. Todos los derechos reservados ©