" Get your ass over here now!" Harry's voice boomed throughout the mansion. Louis giggled and got up to go see what harry is on about. His pace was to slow for Harry's liking, so that only lead to one thing. "Hazza no!" It was already too late, as harry snapped into louis body. Louis floated carelessly in the air fast, zooming up the long spiral steps. His neck was bent and his limbs were blowing behind him. Harry threw Louis' body on the bed, but louis tumbled off and on to the floor. When Harry snapped out of the Teens body, he paced and pointed to the designated spot. "What did you do!!?" His veins popped. "STOP IT, STOP IT!" Louis screamed. He screamed and rocked back and forth, feeling the darkness. " YOUR HAZZA'S BABY, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" All copyright is reserved to ©Twerk_on_larryshiper. this is a really fuked up Dark, emotional book so, you have been warned. "don't judge a book by its cover"

"Wait, pause. Louis Tomlinson just liked my selfie. What a creep."

❝ 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.

Harry's mom ran. She ran every single time her relationships failed. What else could she do? She could get over it. Harry wished she would. He hates having to pack up, leave friends (if he even had time to make any), and go to a new place. When Harry and his mother finally move into a new house and his mother gives him the "this could be the one" speech, yet again, Harry doesn't think it's even worth while to unpack. He just thinks it will be a matter of time before his mom wants to pack up and leave again. He decides to not make friends this time, to not care about anything this time, to just wait. Soon his mother will want to leave, so what's the point? Perhaps when Harry meets Louis, the twenty-six year old man that lives across the street and just so happens to be Harry's type; gay, he'll find a way to make his mom want to stay longer. He just doesn't know how...

I went to Brazil wishing to hook up with as many straight men as I could find but a gay tourist with a nice butt was all I got.