green light ; larry

green light ; larry

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"i'm waiting for it- that green light. i want it." it was difficult to hide the protruding ribs from under his flannel, and even harder to hide it from louis.
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"Well I have no escort with me, Mr.Tomlinson I'm asking you to be my fake date to my parent's ranch." Louis starts laughing at that, he clutches his hips because it's so goddamn funny but then when he realises Harry's not joking he looks up, "You're not serious are you?"

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