Drifting, Weightless
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MatureComplete Mon, Aug 26, 20193h 19m
"We've been asked to do a gig," Niall said slowly. "Harry and Liam are completely up for it, I am too."
"Alright. What's the catch?" Louis asked with suspicion.
"It's, um..." Niall cleared his throat. "So, Juliana was contacted by this themed cruise company, and they want us to do a four-day One Direction cruise."
The words hung in the air as Louis' right eyebrow slowly crept up and he fixed Niall with a stare.
"Absolutely not." Louis rolled his eyes. "You're essentially asking me to go on a working holiday with my ex. Stranded on a boat in the ocean for four days."
"Cruise ships are huge! You don't have to see him in your down time."
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Harry and Louis are exes with benefits until they're not, and the Mediterranean Sea might just be the perfect place to work through some unresolved issues.
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