Looking to the left, he glances at the field of colorful flowers that hold onto the past, as well as his future.
Turning to the right he spots his new pack, wolves with their own special powers and shades of fur, but why does he feel so out of place? Little does he know, Louis has something everyone had dreaded.
His new pack treasures him for being one of the few 'special' omegas, and with that, his white sleek pelt that tells a story from long ago, causes him to be quite the popular one.
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*CURRENTLY EDITING*
Warning: smut, BoyxBoy, mpreg (not confirmed), triggering content
all the love x
@LilSan14 asked me to write a story where Harry meets Louis often on a train and falls in love with him from the way he acts, the books he reads, and what he writes.
Well, I must have been tired as hell when I read that because I switched it up. She's okay with that. ❤
Louis likes to observe. Beautiful things. Lately, that's a stranger on the train. He's absolutely fascinated by the man. He would dream to talk to him. He doesn't do that. He doesn't talk to anyone.
This story is written as Louis' inner dialogue. The things he thinks, and how he thinks it. You know what I mean when you read it. ❤
Purely fictional, some light smut warning.