"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}
Louis is the definition of Pink.
Pink skirts, pink jeans, pink clothes
Pink lipstick/lipgloss
Pink everything.
He also loves the feeling of being feminine
and girly.
Harry is the definition of Punk.
He wears snakebites
He wears the brow piercing
He has the tattoos
He wears the intimidating attire.
Pink and Punk.
A rather different combination
that worked.
❝ he'd closed the door to all the emotions years ago, but now, the aroma that seeped from his flawless skin was an intoxicating mixture of lilacs and rain, captivating his senses. ❞
warning; lots of sexual tension.
A story about how 'I fucking hate you' changed to 'I fucking love you'
WARNING: Mature Content (self-harm, death, sexual relations, language, violence, drug/alcohol use)
wildfl0wermc | Muke Clemmings
"I love you my beautiful wife."
"Shut up, Harry. You're gay and that's that."
~Or~
Harry is married and his wife swears he's in love with Louis.
|| Ranked: 2nd place in the Popular Larry Stories category of the Bromance Awards ||