Sexual Desires { l.t}
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Last published Tue, Jul 12, 2016
"Oh, dear." My breath hitched in my throat as Louis stepped through my front door. Louis Tomlinson, the boy who had every girl wrapped around his finger was staying at my house for the next 7 months.
"Well, hello." His signature smirk made its way onto his lips as he set his large bag down beside him. My heart raced as my mother raced to my side, his mother soon appearing beside him as well.
"Hi, Louis!" My mother smiled, before walking towards him and pulling him into a hug and then his mother. "Aspen will show you to your room, so you could set your stuff away." My eyes widened as Louis looked at me and I quickly waved for him to come with me, my feet carrying me quickly up the carpeted stairs.
"Well, this stay should be fun." I could feel Louis smirking as the words slipped past his lips. Oh god, what did I have in store for me these next 7 months?
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© Tomlinsontoes on ao3 Louis is an out of control teen heartthrob, Harry is hired to get him back on track and they both hate each other while they secretly don't. "I'm not your personal assistant you know," Harry says once he gets there and Louis lets him in and he shoves the bag into his hands. "I'm your publicist." "I know that," Louis smiles a devilish grin patting Harry in the middle of his chest as he takes the bag, "but look at you personally assisting me," he says looking in the bag and pulling out the Cheetos. I also know that my PA turns his phone on silent at night, and clearly, you don't. Waiting for a booty call or something?" Louis says turning on his heels and scurrying over to his sofa and plopping down. Harry swears he sees a puff of orange dust soar into the air when Louis opens the bag. He's amazed that couch is as clean as it looks.
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