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Okay, has anyone seen Like Crazy? If you have, please tell what you would think about me writing a Larry fic based off of it! I already have an outline, and I would probably make a cover pretty soon before writing, but I would start writing probably tomorrow or Saturday. What do you think? xx
@CockyBoysLatest oK Thanks anyway
@TooWierdToTell Err, I'm sorry, I don't really remember. I used a free trial I had, and it was about a year ago, but I think I might have done most of it on Pixlr and paint.
What photoshop did you use to make the covers?
@TooWierdToTell I was thinking about it, love. It would be Larry, I don't know if you would mind. It would either be a long one shot or a chaptered. I was still thinking about it, but if I end up doing it, I'd have to finish my summer projects first, but I would let everyone know ahead of time.
Please do a sequel to "P.s I still love you Niall" I'm dying to read it.
Would someone want to do a Mpreg role play with me? I have a prompt! x
(Mpreg) Louis was on his way home from his date with his fictitious girlfriend, Eleanor, when he had to stop the car abruptly to throw up. This wasn't the first time he had to throw up at random times either, but he made sure that his boyfriend, Harry, wasn't around, so he wouldn't get suspicious. Louis almost knew for sure what was wrong with him, but he didn't want to come to face it. He couldn't pregnant, but he had to be sure. So, once he cleaned himself up, he begrudgingly drove to the drug store, where he bought three pregnancy tests (for accuracy) and drove home to his and Harry's flat; keeping the brown bag under his jacket. He walked inside, seeing Harry on the couch. He gave him a small smile, and pointed toward the bathroom. "Just gotta use the loo," he informed, before walking quickly to the bathroom, and locking the door. He pulled out all the pregnancy tests, and peed on them, knowing he'd have to wait the longest three minutes of his life. When the time was up, he looked down at the tests, seeing three blue plus signs. He put his head in his hands, and sank down to the floor.
@CockyBoysLatest yes oh yes I would read a sequel only because I think it would be interesting to read how Louis will fight with himself about developing feelings for Harry because of how he reacted with Niall kissed him and how he views himself about being gay because he doesn't want to be or something along those lines. Loved P.s. I Still Love You Niall so I think the Larry sequel would have a really amazing plot! (:
I was thinking about doing a Larry sequel to P.s. I Still Love You Niall. I wrote a bit today...
Louis watched the people around him fall apart. Liam boarded himself up in his flat; barley talking to anyone. Occasionally he would call and say he was still alive, because he knew he would never do the unspeakable action that Niall and Zayn had committed. Danielle never called Liam back, and Louis thinks she never really cared what happened to Niall, but there isn’t much to do about it.
Harry shows up sometimes, since over the months when Niall and Harry were together, their friendship grew. But most of the times, Harry would come to Louis’s flat crying, and Louis would be there for him, because Harry was there for him. Their days would go something like this: Harry would knock on Louis’s door at an unexpected time, and act like he was just fine. Louis would offer him tea, and Harry would nod. He would never finish the cup, before he burst into tears on Louis’s sofa. Louis was used to it by now, and would do anything for Harry to just stop crying.
Louis would never say anything though; he didn’t need to. He kept all the things he felt for Harry locked in his mind. He would fight the urge to hug Harry, instead of just rubbing his shoulder, telling him that Niall was too far gone, and it wasn’t his fault. He would never listen though, he would usually just fall asleep on his sofa, and Louis would throw a blanket over him, and he’d be gone the next morning. Louis sometimes wondered if Harry had any other friends, since they weren’t very close themselves, but yet harry chose to go to Louis instead of anyone else. Louis didn’t even know where Harry lived, or where he worked, or even how old he was. They just had a silent agreement that when Harry cried, Louis talked him through it. When Louis was upset, Harry would pull him in for a hug, since he was much more touchy-feely than Louis was.