are they blowing out the candles or are they going for a kiss

darling you are the only exception

by purelyhxrry

And Louis wants to wake up every morning to the eyelash on his cheek, the eyelash on his cheek, the eyelash on his cheek. He wants to wake up thinking about the way he holds the steering wheel, the way he cries when he watches The Vow, how he blows out candles, blows out candles, blow out candles, blows o u t … . .

Now, all Louis does is think about who else is kissing him and he can’t breathe because they don’t care if its perfect, and Louis knows that he only deserves the best, the absolute best for the idiot with the flamingo shirt and the eyelash on his cheek, the eyelash on his cheek, the eyelash on his cheek.

AU where Louis has obsessive compulsive disorder and falls in love with someone who makes everything in his head go silent.

Words: 986, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English



via AO3 works tagged ‘Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson’ http://ift.tt/1CAzhwJ

Promise gave Dmitri the candle to blow out, only a pout of protest from Aleksei. She had read them a story and now tucked them in, kissing her twins goodnight before leaving the room, keeping the door cracked. With a sigh, she slid down the wall outside the room, not willing to leave until she knew they were both asleep. She looked up as she heard someone approach, hand automatically going for one of her daggers.

F2F || JAINE
  • B:*looks at him brightly and nods* You too. *pouts* But but… leave me some cake, you greedy boy. *giggles, then both of them lean over and blow at the candle at the same time, then taking advantage of their closeness he leans closer and presses his lips against Jace’s, and pulls back slowly* Happy birthday, J.
  • J:*grins and shakes his head* Hell, no. I'm going to eat it all. *chuckles and leans over helping to blow out the candle until he feels his brother's lips against his own. Hums softly, letting his arms wrap loosely around Blaine's waist, enjoying the kiss until they part* Mm... What did you wish for, B?
Kissing becomes a tongue lashing

When the tears replace the smiles

We’ve walked this road for miles and miles

The same look we give, but with bloodshot eyes

No substance, just empty, loving…longing…


We can fake it all we want

Resentment is the language we now speak

A chuckle hides a flicker of anger

A laugh, hides the pain 


I’ll hold vigil for our love.  

Light a candle to what once was

But once I blow it out, theres no going back.


I’ll miss you.  But you’re still here.

My dream Relationship.

- I want to build mansion blanket forts at 2am and kiss you a million times inside. I want to cuddle in bed on a rainy day and watch Netflix but I wouldn’t really be watching because I’d be lost in your eyes and I would kiss you every time you caught me looking. I want to sit in a hot bath together with one candle and a hundred rose pedals. I want to make you mountains of heart shaped pancakes. I want to swim naked and lay in the grass and laugh because we did. I want to fill a blow up pool with pillows and blankets and star gaze until sunrise. I want to kiss you on roller coasters and at the top of Ferris wheels. I want to go out to dinner in our pajamas. I want to kiss you in the rain, every time it rains. I want to lay my head on your chest and listen to the rhythm of your heart beat. I want to make love to you and the fuck you for hours. I don’t dance but I want to dance with you. I want to take pictures of you and pictures of us and hang them on my wall. I want to sit in a fast food parking lot at 3am and hold your hand. I want to share Ice cream with you on hot days. I want to see you in sweatpants and no pants. I want to run away and go camping and snuggle by the fire while we make s’mores. I want to argue about who loves who more. I want to wipe your tears of sadness and of joy. I want to push you in mud and jump in after to kiss you. I want to touch your butt. I want to make you feel wanted. We would be partners in crime, Bonnie and Clyde, best friends and soul mates. I’ve never wanted something more in my life.

darling you are the only exception
read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/1CAzhwJ

by purelyhxrry

And Louis wants to wake up every morning to the eyelash on his cheek, the eyelash on his cheek, the eyelash on his cheek. He wants to wake up thinking about the way he holds the steering wheel, the way he cries when he watches The Vow, how he blows out candles, blows out candles, blow out candles, blows o u t … . .

Now, all Louis does is think about who else is kissing him and he can’t breathe because they don’t care if its perfect, and Louis knows that he only deserves the best, the absolute best for the idiot with the flamingo shirt and the eyelash on his cheek, the eyelash on his cheek, the eyelash on his cheek.

AU where Louis has obsessive compulsive disorder and falls in love with someone who makes everything in his head go silent.

Words: 986, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English



read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/1CAzhwJ