Home - Chapter Four
Harry is a 10-year-old with bright green eyes and Louis is a 12-year-old with a football fascination. They become instant friends from the moment they meet. Through complications, fears and cuddles they learn and grow - in age and maturity.
THIS IS A POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING CHAPTER WITH MENTIONS OF ABUSE.
REBLOG TO BE PART OF MY NEW FANFIC
I need four people for my new fanfic.
- Liam’s best friend/Louis’ girlfriend *main
- Liam’s girlfriend
- main girl’s best friend
- main girl’s sister
I will choose this monday, and I will message the winner as soon as I find out who they are.
any questions feel free to ask.
reblogs only.
Come On, Tom Lad
Because I really needed to get this out of my system.
Summary: Lou and Tom Daley, basically.
Warnings: Poorly written smut, language, and such.
2511 words | Rating: M | Totally self-indulgent, sex
AN: I am so bad at writing this kind of stuff, I’m so sorry. But enjoy anyway? Now how do I freaking tag this…
The Start of the Future Part 1/2 - Grouis (with an extremely small side serve of Gryles)
Summary: Grimmy convinces Greg that it would be funny to hang out with Louis to see how the internet reacts. Meanwhile, Louis is having difficulty adjusting to his new life after breaking up with Harry.
Warnings: Language, smut, and a rather unhappy Louis (but that’s why he needs Greg)
A/N: I was really hoping to be able to post this as one fic, but it’s 7,000 words already and I just wanted to get it out there. For some reason Grouis just became this amazing ship for me that could be anything I wanted it to be, and what I wanted it to be was size kinks (in the second part there will be) and Larry break-up angst and some Gryles in there too. I really hope you like it :)
CHAPTER TWO
Hey guys before You start, I would like to say a massive thank you to everyone who gave feedback. It’s really good to hear what you think, because I am writing it for you guys. So tell me what you think of this chapter. It’s not as good as I would have liked it to be but I’m tired, and I really wanted to get a new part up tonight. I wont write another chapter until I get enough notes/messages. thanks for reading !!!
Chapter One.
Walking downstairs to my basement, the scent of Axe and sweat fills my senses. Covering my nose, I spot my brother in the corner lifting weights, his other friends working out on the other various exercise machines.
“What are you doing down here shrimp?” Lee asks.
“Mom told me to take out the laundry,” I answer.
“Y/N, this is Louis,” Lee introduces. “He just moved here from England.”
Turning around I spot a boy with snake bites, his body covered in tattoos. My breath hitches, the appearance hitting me in the wrong place. The boy holds his hand out for me to shake, which I gladly do. Awkwardly I sweep past him, and make my way back upstairs. My mom stands in the kitchen cutting up vegetables.
“Are the boys staying for dinner?” I ask.
“Most of them,” she answers.
“They’re not all staying the night are they?” I question.
“Only that new one,” she says. “Lewis.”
“Louis,” I correct.
“The English one,” my mom laughs.
Shaking my head at her, I make my way upstairs and into my bedroom. Flopping down on my bed, I whip my phone out of my back pocket dialing the first person I can think of. Charlotte.
“Hello,” Charlotte answers.
“So my brother made a new friend today,” I smirk.
“Ugh, did he try to hit on you?” she asks.
“No, he’s actually really hot,” I smile. “He’s from England.”
“What’s he look like?” she inquires.
“He’s got snake bites and tattoos.”
“Tattoos? Y/N how old is he?”
“I have no idea, but he’s hot.”
My bedroom door burst open, causing me to flip onto my stomach. Standing in my doorway is the Greek God himself, a smirk flat on his face.
“Sorry,” Louis apologizes. “I was looking for your brothers room.”
“Down the hall,” I point.
“And tell your friend I’m twenty one,” he smirks.
Biting on my bottom lip, I eye him as he closes the door making his way down to Lee’s bedroom.
“What that him?” Charlotte asks.
“Yeah,” I nod.
“He sounds sexy,” she purrs.
“I know,” I agree. “My god! If he wasn’t four years older I’d bang the fuck out of him.”
“Y/N,” Charlotte jeers. “It’s only four years, not fourteen.”
“And he’s staying the night,” I comment.
“I’m coming over!” she croaks. “I’ll be there in twenty.”
The line goes dead, and I make my way downstairs. All my brothers friends stand in the kitchen, conversing with my mom. Weaving my way around them, I lean against the counter while my brothers friend Ashton harmlessly hits on my mom.
“Charlotte’s coming over,” I blurt.
“Is she staying the night?” mom asks.
“Probably,” I shrug.
“Who’s Charlotte?” Louis asks.
“Y/N’s little friend, quite the flirt,” Lee laughs.
“Oh,” Louis mutters.
“Don’t worry about it Lou,” Ashton pokes. “She’s harmless.”
“Plus they’re only seventeen so it’s not like they’re worth fucking anyways,” my brother’s friend Noah says.
“Wow only seventeen?” Louis asks.
My stomach fills with remorse at his question as I make my way through the boys. The doorbell rings, Charlotte bursting through the door as soon as I open it. She follows me upstairs, setting her stuff down on my bed before running back downstairs. Following her, she stops in the doorway searching around the room. Setting her eyes on Louis, she pushes her way through the boys to stand in front of him.
“Hi,” Charlotte greets. “I’mY/N’s friend Charlotte.”
“Louis,” he smiles.
“Oh!” Charlotte exclaims. “You’re English.”
“I am,” Louis smirks.
Charlotte blushes, and walks over to my mom hugging her. Hiding my face in embarrassment, my brother pats me on the back. Charlotte comes to stand next to me, leaning against me. Eyeing Louis I watch as he shifts on his feet uncomfortably.
“We’ll be upstairs,” I blurt.
Dragging Charlotte upstairs, she huffs in disappointment laying on my bed. Flipping onto her back, I sit next to her and play on my phone.
“He’s hot,” Charlotte smirks.
“I know,” I agree.
“But he’s yours,” she blurts.
“What?” I ask.
“I can tell the way you eye him that you want him,” she smirks.
“He’s sexy.”
“I can agree to that.”
“He’s twenty one though.”
“It’s only four years Y/N.”
“But you should’ve seen the look on his face when Noah told him we were only seventeen.”
“What kind of look was it?” Charlotte questions.
“It was like a look of shock,” I shrug. “Like ‘wow I was gonna fuck her but never mind.’ My stomach dropped at the sight of it.”
“I bet,” she giggles. “But who knows, it’s obvious he thinks you’re attractive.”
“Why do you say that?” I ask.
“He was checking out your ass,” she smirks.
“Was not!” I giggle.
“Was too!”
Rolling my eyes at her, I lay back on my bed staring up at my ceiling.
“Girls!” mom calls. “Dinner’s ready!”
Jumping off the bed, we race down the steps trying to beat the boys to the food. Pushing Lee out of the way, I grab my plate and stuff food onto my plate, Charlotte copying my actions.
“Lou, you can go ahead of me,” Charlotte says.
“Oh thanks,” Louis smiles.
Glaring daggers at her, I walk around the counter and sit down at the table. Charlotte comes and sits next to me, the boys making their way into the living room. My mom comes and joins us, smirking at me as she sits down.
“What?” I ask.
“You have eyes for the new boy,” mom smiles.
“Maybe,” I remark.
Shrugging my shoulders I continue eating my food, cheers coming from the living room as the boys watch some game. Finishing my food, I make my way into the kitchen throwing my plate in the sink. Someone comes up behind me, gripping my waist. Turning around quickly, I look up at Louis, him smirking down at me. He throws his plate in the sink behind me, keeping me snug between him and the counter.
“Are you going to let me go?” I ask.
“Do you want me to?” he retorts.
Biting my lip, his blue eyes meet mine. Reaching his hand up, Louis pulls my lip from being tucked between my teeth.. I stare at his lips intently as he chews on one of the rings of his snakebites.
“You shouldn’t get involved with someone like me, Y/N,” Louis mumbles. “I’m trouble.”
“That doesn’t scare me,” I mutter.
“It will,” he smirks.
Louis dips his hand in my sweatpants catching me by surprise. He rubs my clit through my panties, a sigh of contentment leaving my lips. Louis catches my lips with his, a shock coursing through my body. Gripping onto his biceps, I lean my head into Louis’ neck as he rubs figure eights on my clit.
“You want me to touch you Y/N?” Louis teases. “You want me to fuck you with all I got.”
“Yes,” I pant.
“I heard you earlier,” he smirks. “How you’d bang the fuck out of me. Trust me baby, I’d fuck you so hard you wouldn’t remember your name when I was done.”
Moaning at his words, I suck on his collarbone, my nails scraping the tattoos on his biceps. Raking my nails down his arms, I hook my hands onto his sides digging my nails into the skin as he runs his fingers along my slit.
“Hey Lou!” Lee yells. “What’s taking so long?”
Louis rips his hands from my sweatpants, pecking my lips as he walks out of the kitchen. Slinking against the counter, Charlotte comes into the kitchen eyeing my disheveled state. Pointing in Louis’ direction she looks to me for answers. Shaking my head at her, I run up to my bathroom locking the door. Starting the shower, I strip my clothes off and jump into the shower. The hot water cascades down my body as I lean against the wall. Unhooking the shower head, I run the hot water over my breasts and down my body. Holding it to my clit, pants and moans leave my lips. The shower curtain flies open catching me by surprise. Peeking through my lashes, I watch as Louis climbs into the shower. Ripping the shower head from my hands, he hooks it back above my head pushing me against the wall.
“You really tried to finish what I started?” Louis smirks.
“I-I-I didn’t think.”
“You didn’t think I’d catch you?”
“No.”
“I knew what you were doing when you came up here.” Louis teases. “I just didn’t think you would actually try to get yourself off without me.”
Louis grabs the back of my thigh, hitching my leg around his waist. Grabbing onto his shoulders for support, I watch him chew on his lip as he sinks into me. Gasping at his size, he throws his head back as he hits my farthest wall. Thrusting, he grinds his hips into mine his tip brushing my g-spot. Leaning my head back against the wall, the water hits my clit pushing me into euphoria.
“I’m gonna cum,” I pant.
“Cum for me baby,” Louis breathes. “Show me what I can do to you.”
Louis traces circles on my clit with his thumb, throwing me over the edge. Placing my head in the crook of his neck, I bite down on his shoulder muffling my screams. Floating on cloud nine, Louis thrusts himself into his orgasm. He fills me up, leaning against my body. Kissing me one last time, he climbs out of the shower wrapping a towel around his waist.
“Don’t get involved with me baby,” Louis remarks. “I’m nothing but trouble.”
He trots out of the bathroom with his clothes in hand, leaving me there to wallow in my thoughts.
The Naughty Chair
The heat was unbearable, around 95°. I was about to finish a 3 mile run but I felt like dying. I also wanted to let Louis be alone, since he was furious about the Twitter argument about his mum. Before I left, I secretly took his phone so his temper wouldn’t travel to his fingertips; tweeting things he would regret later.
On the other hand, the way profanities spilled out of his mouth, how his hair was messy from his hands running through them constantly, how his arms would flex from tightening his fists, and how his lower lip was permanently between his teeth as he paced the floor, gave me the chills. It made me want him, especially now since he has been mad all day.
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I walk in panting, taking the headphones out of my ears, noticing the back door was open. Assuming Lou needed fresh air, I set the phone on the table and went upstairs to take a shower. I set the water to cold, wrapping around my body perfectly. Without noticing, the water hit all the right places at the wrong time, and my body started to tingle.
My hands traveled down to the throbbing area, rubbing slow figure eights. I knew Louis would be to caught up in his thoughts to think about my needs right now, so I quickly try to get myself off. I sit down with my legs spread and let the water hit my clit as two fingers disappeared inside me. The moans bounced off the shower walls, not worrying since Louis was outside, as so I thought.
As I was in the middle of reaching my climax, I heard his feet stomping against the steps. I was too drained in myself to become aware of my surroundings.
“[Y/N]! Guess what! I found my phone and Paul left a voice-mail since he saw what hap-“
His face was red, his lips an even darker shade. His knuckles turned white and his eyes widened, watching me trying to cover myself up.
He shoves the shower door aside, making it come of it’s hinges a bit. He grabs my arm and pulls me out, almost slipping on the tile. He drags me downstairs and yanks a chair out from the table forcing me to sit, my body still being covered in water. I watch him as he walks outside to pull out rope from a table along with duck tape.
My eyes were frozen like my body, as I was shocked at his frustration that was quickly building by the second. In one swift movement he grabs my arms to bring them behind me, tying them until he knows I won’t be able to get out. He rises from behind me, placing skin from my neck between his teeth; at first a light tug, then a rough bite.
“Fuck Louis, what’s going on!”
“No time for questions” He says, placing a piece of tape over my mouth.
I became completely vulnerable; him able to do anything he wanted. He faced right in front of me on his knees, tracing each drop of water that was left on my body.
“So explain, [Y/N]. First you leave and take my phone, then you touch yourself in the shower without even saying hello first? You know I hate when you do my job, baby. What do you have to say for yourself?”
As he was talking, his hands slid up slowly starting at my ankles. My head fell back and all I could do to respond was whimper; the tape vibrating against my lips.
“No answer? What am I going to do with you?”
He lifts off his shirt, knowing how easily his body was an extreme tease in my eyes. He hovers over, almost sitting on top of me. He places his hand behind my neck, forcing me to look at him. The hunger in his eyes was rare, and the temperature of his body was elevating quickly.
He gave me a hard nip on my collar bones, me shoving him with my shoulders; purposely bringing this side out of him more. He places both hands on my breasts and begins to pinch my already protruding nipples. As he pulled them roughly, a light feeling of pain traveled out my mouth.
I needed to touch him. I needed my hands on what was on display in front of me; I wanted to run my fingers through his tousled hair, to touch his thin lips with my fingertips, to kiss his jaw, and to suck on that neck of his that was always exposed.
“Are you ready to apologize, love?”
All I could do was sigh while nodding; my eyes begging and my chest breathing rapidly. He knew I couldn’t answer, knowing just how to push my limits.
“Sometimes I just think you want to be punished, [Y/N]. Is that true? And you know it’s not polite to ignore someone”
His hands start to travel up to my thighs, kicking them off to have some control of my body. That set the match to his fire, and I soon realized what I did wrong. He forces my legs apart, exposing what I needed him to touch the most.
“So baby, do you have a reason why you’ve been so naughty lately?”
I expanded my eyes, giving in to all of him. I hoped that if I looked somewhat innocent, he would stop the teasing and get straight to the point.
“Now I know this wasn’t the shower that made you this wet” he says biting his lip in amazement.
He slides a finger down my slit, instantly bucking my hips from the sensitivity. He studied my actions, watching what moves he did that made me struggle beneath him. I feel his finger travel up inside me, using his thumb to rub my clit. I squeeze my eyes shut in the pleasure, craving to take the rope off; just so I can jump on top of him. I let my head fall back and take in all of the control he had; his fingers got faster, making my breathing do the same. I wanted to kiss him terribly, with his lips a deep shade of red from his anger, driving me wild. My moans echoed louder as he got faster and faster. And an evil grin appeared on his face, loving every minute of it.
“Now your hands must be better than my own, right?” he says sarcastically.
Deciding to play his own game, I nod my head, agreeing with his false statement. He stops and stares; mad, yet turned on by my banter. He takes his rolled up chinos off in a rush, along with his boxers, letting out his hard-on. He lifts me up slightly; just enough for him to fit perfectly under me. Sitting down facing towards me, he lifts me just above his tip.
“You want to play that game [Y/N]?” He whispers.
He lets go and I drop on him, as he instantly starts to thrust in and out of me. His messy hair started getting damp, and a small vein appeared on the side of his neck. He went all out; feeling him as deep as before. My stomach started to cringe and my body became weak.
As he saw what he was doing, I saw an idea trace through his mind. As I was at my peak, black dots filled my vision. At the same time, Louis ripped the tape off of my mouth; and my head dropped to his shoulder, moaning uncontrollably as he rode me through my orgasm.
“Fuck” Louis panted.
He placed his forehead against mine, staring into my eyes.
“Sorry babe, I was just really angry”
“I can tell” I swiftly respond, giving him a deep kiss; both of us giggling between each others lips.
“Did I hurt you?”
“Oh, no. In fact, the exact opposite Lou. Would you untie me, please” As he unties me, I quickly grab the rope and flip Louis over; tying his hands. Him now as I was before.
“It’s my turn now, baby” I say with a cheeky smile face level to him, before trailing my head down south.
Chapter Five.
Walking into the tattoo parlor, everyone’s eyes shoot up at the sound of the bell. The girls at the counter giggle as the boys make their way towards them. A few of them eye Louis, the others eyeing my brother.
“What can I get you boys?” a redhead asks.
“Tattoo,” Lee notions.
“Tongue piercing,” Louis smirks.
“Ooh a tongue piercing,” a blonde grins. “Those are fun.”
“You’re telling me,” Louis says.
The girls guide the boys to the back of the shop, Charlotte and I in tow. Louis is seated at one side, Lee on the other. A dude covered in tattoos with a goatee, goes and seats himself next to Lee. Standing next to Lee’s chair, I watch as the dude dips the needle in some ink.
“What are you getting?” I ask.
“A picture of you and I on my shoulder blade,” he smiles.
“Why?” I question.
“Because you’re the person who’s always been there for me,” he mutters.
“Aww!” I exclaim.
The tattoo artist starts outlining the stencil, Lee groaning. Walking away, I walk to Louis’ side, a dark haired girl covered in tattoos chatting with him. Leaning against the wall, Louis’ gaze shifts to me, a smile lighting up his face. The girl eyes me, a snarl curving her lip. Leaning down I kiss his cheek, small satisfaction filling my nerves.
“Is that your girlfriend?” the girl asks.
“Something like that,” Louis smiles.
Sitting down in the seat next to him, I hold his hand as he sticks his tongue out. The girl puts the forceps in the middle of his tongue, taking a needle she stabs it through his tongue. Louis winces, a shudder going down my spine. He sits up, the girl dabbing the needle off.
“It’s gonna be sore,” she nods. “No making out, eating out, or hard foods for two to four weeks. Keep it cold for the first week.”
“Sorry babe,” Louis frowns.
I just giggle at him, as he pays the piercer. Wrapping his arm around my waist, we walk over to Charlotte and Lee. Looking at his tattoo, it’s halfway done.
“That’s super sick,” Louis comments. “It’s you and Y/N, right?”
“Yeah, its us at my grandpa’s,” Lee smiles.
“Is that a fish?” Charlotte asks.
“Yeah, he tried to make me kiss a fish,” I groan. “Why’d you pick that picture?”
“It’s my favorite,” Lee smirks.
“Course it is,” I sneer.
“Hey!” Lee scolds. “No attitude. Better me and you than some girls name.”
I shrug in agreement, sitting down on a chair. Louis leans against the wall, playing with the ends of my hair. Charlotte looks down at me smirking. Smacking her leg, she winces, smacking me back. Louis chuckles at us, Lee shooing us. Walking outside, Charlotte and I lean against the brick watching as cars pass us.
“I think Louis’ entranced by you,” Charlotte smirks.
“Entranced?” I giggle. “Nice word.”
“He is,” she laughs. “That piercer was coming onto him so hard.”
“What?” I ask. “He denied her.”
“Should’ve seen her face when you walked over.”
“What did it look like?”
“Shock.”
“But why?”
“Did you see the girls in there?” she notions. “They all thought they’d be his type.”
“Because of his tattoos?” I question.
“Yeah,” Charlotte nods. “Louis’s punk.”
“And I’m not?” I giggle.
“Far from.”
Shaking my head, I cross my arms over my chest, attempting to warm myself. Charlotte walks in the parlor, motioning for me to follow her. Walking through the door, Louis stands at the counter talking to the blonde. She pops her gum, her gaze following me and Charlotte. A snarl comes to her face, as she blows a bubble. Walking over to Louis, I wrap my arms around his waist. He puts his arm around my shoulder, kissing my temple. The girl pushes herself off the counter, walking to the back. Leaning against the counter, I gaze at Louis as he observes his tongue ring. The silver ball glistens, sending a glare against the mirror. Charlotte walks to the back, going to check on Lee.
“A month without your taste,” Louis sighs. “How am I gonna last?”
“How are you going to last?” I laugh. “How am I going to last?”
Louis grips my hips, pulling me to him.
“Guess we’re just going to stick with my fingers then,” he smirks.
“I like you’re tongue though,” I giggle.
He smiles, and pecks me on the lips. Pulling out of his grip, I walk to the back with Louis in tow. Looking at the tattoo, the artist has already started on the shading.
“How long til it’s done?” I ask.
“Half hour, hour,” the artist shrugs.
“It looks good,” I comment.
“Thank you,” the artist smiles.
Sitting down on the stool, next to Lee a pained expression lies on his face. Rubbing his arm, he gives me a small smile as the needle digs into his skin.
“Hey are you guys hungry?” Louis asks.
“I’m not,” Charlotte answers.
“What about you, Y/N?” he asks.
“Little bit,” I shrug.
“Do you want to come with me to get some food?” he smiles.
“Sure.”
Getting off the chair, Louis leads me out of the parlor and out to his car. Getting in the passenger seat, Louis gets in the drivers seat starting the engine. He pulls off the curb, heading down the street.
“How bad did it hurt?” I ask.
“The piercing?” he questions.
“Yeah,” I nod.
“Not too bad,” he shrugs.
“Eyes were all over you back there.”
“You too.”
“What?”
“The tattoo artists, couldn’t take their eyes off you.”
“They weren’t snarling at you though, were they?”
“Some of them came up and gave me props.”
“Because of me?”
“Because of you,” Louis smiles. “You’re beautiful I don’t get how you don’t see it.”
Esoteric Lovers Chapter 10
Esoteric Lovers Chapter 10: I am I
Louis and I woke up in the midafternoon, and he greeted me with a smile.
“Hello gorgeous.” He said.
“Hi.” I giggled.
Louis grinned, and kissed my cheek gently.
“I’m going to take a shower, and then we can go do something.” I said.
“I need a shower too love.” Louis replied.
“Well let’s go then.” I said.
Louis took my hand, and we got ourselves cleaned up, trying to avoid a round two, but failing miserably.
We quickly dressed in our clothes from earlier, and headed out of the hotel. My side was feeling a bit better. It wasn’t as tight as it had been earlier.
We were walking around town, myself being on crutches, and Louis supporting my lower back with his hand, when a mob of fans appeared by us.
They were all screaming for Louis, and we had to stop walking, because the crowd had gotten so large.
“Guys, I’ll stop and sign stuff if you like, but we need to be careful of Macintosh yeah? She can barely stand, and I don’t want to see her getting any more hurt.” Louis said with a smile.
Some fans listened, but others just stayed rowdy. I tried to get myself out of the mob, but no one would move out of the way.
“Let her by please.” Louis said to a few of the fans.
They nodded after a little bit, and I escaped the crowd, leaving Louis behind. I went and found a bench across the street and Louis texted me to call Paul.
“Hello?” Paul said on the first ring.
“Hey, Louis and I went for a little walk, and there is a load of fans surrounding him now, he’s fine, but I think he needs a bit of help, so would you mind like coming to get us?” I said.
“Where are you?” Paul asked.
“Literally five feet from the hotel, like we are right outside, you’ll see the crowd the second you step foot outside the hotel.” I said.
Paul said he was on his way, and then we hung up. I sat on the bench, and watched the crowd grow. I was hoping Louis was okay, being in there all by himself.
Moments later, I saw a security team rush the crowd, and Louis was being viciously pulled out. I grabbed my crutches, and made my way across the street.
“Are you okay?” I asked Louis when I got over to him.
“Yeah, the girls weren’t even very vicious, but I just didn’t want to stand here for the next like fifteen hours getting my eardrums blown out.” Louis chuckled.
I smiled, and the security team walked with us around town. We headed to a few shops and things, and picked up small things to eat along the way. Harry was going to come and meet us for ice cream.
When we got to the ice cream shop, Harry was already inside, sitting at a table in the back. The security sat by the door, and Louis and I took a seat at the table with Harry.
Louis immediately took my hand under the table, and I smiled to myself slightly.
“Hey guys.” Harry said.
“Hi.” Louis and I replied.
“You got mobbed I hear?” Harry laughed.
“I don’t know how you do it Styles.” Louis said.
Harry laughed, and we picked up our menus.
“Everything looks so good.” I said, eyeing the menu.
“You sure she isn’t dating Niall?” Harry joked.
Louis laughed, and I giggled softly. I had always had a big appetite, even though I was a vegetarian.
We ordered our ice cream, and chatted a bit while eating. Louis and Harry seemed to be getting along a lot better, and I was glad that I hadn’t ruined their friendship.
“So Macintosh you have any hot friends back home?” Harry asked.
“I don’t have friends.” I stated.
“What do you mean?” Louis asked.
“I was on a long tour with Lady Gaga, from the time I was in college until a few weeks ago when I got hired for you guys. I never really had time for like a social life or anything.” I said.
“Wow, that’s pretty crazy.” Harry said.
“Yeah, I never really have any time for anything anymore.” I said with a shrug.
“Why did you get another job? Like didn’t you want to settle down for a bit?” Louis asked.
“I needed money, I don’t live at home anymore, and I need money for my bills and my car and food and stuff, so I need a job.” I said.
“Are you glad you got stuck with us?” Harry asked laughing.
“I am very glad to be stuck with you.” I laughed.
Louis smiled at me.
“I’m glad you got hired for us too.” Louis said.
I grinned at him.
I was extremely happy that the people I got hired for were One Direction. They were some of the sweetest boys in the world, and they were all so much fun to be around. I had always been around girls, working with Lady Gaga and stuff, so this was a pleasant change. Lady Gaga had some crazy make-up and costumes, and working with the boys, I didn’t really have much to do. I mostly just followed them around, and made sure they were picture perfect at all times.
If I hadn’t been hired to work with One Direction or Lady Gaga’s tour hadn’t ended, I never would have met the new love of my life, Louis Tomlinson.
He made me feel like no other guy had ever made me feel. He treated me with so much respect, and love. He was gentle with me when I was hurting, and I felt like I had known him my whole life. We had only been together for a week, and it seemed like a year.
It was crazy how fast I fell in love with him. Everything he said and did was amazing, and I wouldn’t change anything.
Louis protected me from fans, and his own management. He defended me to his friends, and made me feel like I was on top of the world.
We left the ice cream place after a little bit, and took a taxi back to the hotel. It was the boys last day off, and Niall wanted to have a movie night in his room. We were all going, so when we got back to the hotel, we all through on pajamas, and headed to Niall’s room.
He had ordered pizza, and there were a few boxes scattered throughout his room.
“We’re watching the paranormal movies.” Niall said excitedly as we walked through the door.
“You like scary?” Liam asked me.
“Yup.” I said with a smile.
I loved scary movies. I found them a bit funny to be honest.
“So you won’t need a shoulder to cry on?” Harry said with a smirk.
“I think I’ll manage on my own.” I laughed.
Louis smiled, and wrapped his arm around my waist.
“I don’t really plan on watching the movies.” He whispered in my ear.
I stifled a laugh, and Louis kissed my cheek. We walked to the couch, and joined all the boys. Louis sat on a single couch, and pulled me into his lap.
I laid my head back on his shoulder, and waited for the movie to begin. All the boys had their faces stuffed in popcorn, and Louis and I had our faces stuff together.
The second the lights went off, Louis attached his lips to mine, and begin kissing me. He rubbed his hands up and down my back, and tangled a hand in my hair.
His grazed his tongue over my bottom lip, asking for entrance, and I granted him freely. Our tongues battled for dominance, and he took over. He intertwined his hands with mine, and I rested my forehead on his head.
“I love you.” He mouthed to me in the darkness.
“I love you too.” I replied.
Louis smiled, and pecked my lips again. All the boys’ eyes were glued to the T.V., so Louis and I were safe to do whatever we wanted, as long as we kept it quiet.
We made out for a bit longer, before turning to the T.V. Louis pulled me close to him, and we fixated our eyes on the movie.
“I don’t know how people think this is scary.” Louis whispered.
“I know, it’s all effects.” I replied.
Louis nodded, and grabbed some popcorn from Harry.
“Hey, that’s mine.” Harry whispered.
“Mine now.” Louis said.
Harry pouted, and Louis patted his head.
“You’ll get over it curly.” He said.
Harry laughed, and I smiled.
We finished up the movie marathon, and then we all headed back to our rooms, because we had an early morning tomorrow.
Louis was coming with me to my room, when Paul stopped us.
“I’m not an idiot, and I know there is something going on here.” Paul said.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Louis replied.
“Your room is that way.” Paul said pointing down the hall.
“I was making sure Macintosh got here safely.” Louis said.
“I know you two are together, and it needs to stop. You are co-workers, and this isn’t okay.” Paul stated.
“We aren’t together.” Louis said.
“These walls are paper thin.” Paul said.
“What do you mean?” Louis said, growing slightly red in the face.
“I was in the hall this morning, I heard everything.” Paul said.
I was mortified. Paul had heard Louis and I having sex.
“This needs to end now.” Paul said.
Louis and I stood frozen. We didn’t know what to say, and there was no point in arguing with Paul. We had to end things.
I looked to Louis, whose eyes were misty.
“Goodnight.” I whispered, before slipping into my hotel room.
I didn’t wait for a response. I just closed the door behind me, and went to bed. I didn’t know how Louis and I could make things work.
Esoterc Lovers Chapter 11
Esoteric Lovers Chapter 11: Forgive and Forget
I woke up the next morning with puffy eyes, and hundreds of missed texts and calls on my phone. I had cried myself to sleep, knowing that I had lost Louis for good. He had called me all night, but I had to ignore him. Facing the problem was more than I could handle.
The boys had an interview today, and I was just going to try and avoid Louis as much as I could. Seeing him was going to kill me inside, because I wanted to be with him so much, but with the way things were, there was no chance that could ever happen.
I quickly got dressed, and headed out to a taxi. I made sure to get up late, and get out of the hotel late, so everyone would already be gone by the time I was ready.
I arrived at the place where the boys were having their interview, and walked in cautiously. There was a pit in my stomach, and I was panicking slightly.
I walked to the boys dressing room, and Lou was already there picking out their clothes.
“Hey.” I said softly.
“I’m the only one in here; all the boys are with Paul outside meeting fans.” Lou said with a soft smile.
I nodded, and felt my eyes sting with tears.
“What’s wrong love?” She asked.
“Louis and I had to break up. I mean Paul heard us having sex and said things needed to end, and I need this job, so I didn’t argue with it. I’m sure Louis hates me, and I have screwed everything up.” I said fighting away tears.
“Louis doesn’t hate you, I talked to him today, and he’s just really upset at the outcome, but you haven’t lost him. He loves you very much.” Lou said.
I shrugged, and Lou rubbed my back comfortingly.
“It’ll be fine.” She said.
I nodded, and set up my make-up station. Lou and I talked a bit longer, and then we heard the boys coming down the hall.
All my nerves returned, and I busied myself cleaning make up brushes.
The boys came running in, and they were all talking and laughing. Louis wasn’t though. I could tell he was trying to have fun with his friends, but his mind was somewhere else. I felt terrible knowing that I had done all this to him.
“Alright boys, settle down, and get ready for the interview.” Paul said with a smile.
The boys all calmed down after a bit, and I began doing their make-up. I went through them all quickly, and then it came to be Louis’ turn, but he never showed up. He got dressed, and left the room.
“Don’t worry about him, he’s not mad at you. He thinks that you don’t want to be near him.” Harry said.
“I don’t know what I’ve done.” I said.
“Louis’ going to fix everything. He always does.” Harry smiled.
“He doesn’t hate me now right?” I asked.
“No, never. He’s totally in love with you.” Harry said.
“I love him too.” I said.
“Do you want me to tell him that?” Harry asked.
I thought for a bit, and then nodded. I really needed Louis to know that even if we couldn’t be together now, that I would wait as long as I had to, to be with him.
Harry pranced off with the rest of the boys and Paul. My phone buzzed shortly after.
“Hello?” I said into the phone.
“Hey baby.” Louis whispered.
I took in a deep breath and smiled.
“Harry passed on your message.” Louis said.
“I don’t want to be away from you, but I can’t risk losing this job.” I said.
“I know, and I’m going to make everything okay.” Louis said.
“Don’t do anything to get yourself in trouble.” I said.
“I would never do that.” Louis laughed.
“Okay, well go do your interview.” I smiled.
“Come watch, it’s just down the hall, you can wait backstage.” Louis said.
“Alright.” I agreed.
Louis laughed.
“I love you.” He said.
“I love you too.” I replied.
We both hung up, and I walked down the hall to go watch the interview.
When I got there, the boys were already up on the stage. Louis was smiling now.
The interview was asking them questions about the tour, and some random other stuff, and the interview was coming to a close.
“So I have to ask, which of you boys are still available, and which of you have a special lady?” The interviewer said.
“Well, I’ve got a girlfriend.” Liam said.
“Me too.” Zayn added.
“As do I.” Louis stated with a grin.
“Louis, that’s new, you have a girl?” The interviewer cooed.
“Yes I do, management doesn’t want me to though. They hate my happiness. Anyway though, her name is Macintosh, and she’s a beauty. I love her a lot. We get along so well, and we have loads in common. She’s the reason I have a smile on my face. I beg you not to send her hate, because if she gets hurt, it’ll only hurt me. She’s not really one to care what people say about her though. I love that. She is her, and if people don’t like it, it never seems to faze her.” Louis said proudly.
I had a huge grin on my face, but Paul looked like he was about to erupt.
“Where did you meet her?” The interviewer asked.
“Well, she was hired as out make-up artist, and that was why we couldn’t be together, because she was like a co-worker or whatever. We’ve been dating for quite a bit though. Couldn’t stay away from each other.” Louis stated.
The interviewer smiled, and then moved on with the questions. A few minutes later, the interview ended, and the boys jumped up off stage. They ran backstage, and Louis came straight for me.
He lifted me up into his arms, and placed a big kiss on my lips.
“I told you I would handle it.” He whispered.
“I love you so much.” I said.
“I’m never going to let you go. No matter what. If you start getting hate just tell me, and I’ll handle it. I’m not going to let anyone treat you badly.” Louis said.
“As long as I’m with you, nothing anyone says will ever hurt me. I only need you Louis.” I said.
“You are the most amazing girl in the entire world.” Louis stated.
“It’s kind of my thing.” I replied with a smile.
“Well keep it that way.” Louis said.
Louis kissed me again, and spun me around.
“I love you baby.” He said.
“I love you.” I replied.
Louis was going in to kiss me again, when Paul walked over.
“What was that?” He asked.
“What was what?” Louis replied.
“’They hate my happiness.’ Do you know what that sounds like?” Paul said angrily.
“It’s true. You weren’t going to let me be with the girl I love.” Louis said.
Paul didn’t know what to say.
“You won then.” Paul stated.
“I always do.” Louis replied with a smile.
I stifled a laugh, and Louis took my hand in his. We walked out of the building, and out to where all the fans were. We were holding hands in public, like a normal couple. We weren’t hiding anything. We were openly in love now.
All the fans screamed when they saw us, and Louis smiled.
“I think they like you.” Louis laughed.
“Nope, you’re just super cute.” I giggled.
Louis laughed harder, and led me away from the fans. We walked down the street and went shopping for a little while.
It was weird being so open about being together. We had to hide ourselves just yesterday, but now the whole world knew we were together, and it felt amazing.
I was in love with Louis Tomlinson, and he loved me back. I would never lose him, because he would never let me go. We knew what our love meant, and we were the only people who would ever understand it.
Like Louis had said on the day he asked me out, we were Esoteric Lovers.
The Start of the Future Part 2/2 - Grouis (with an extremely small side serve of Gryles)
Summary: Grimmy convinces Greg that it would be funny to hang out with Louis to see how the internet reacts. Meanwhile, Louis is having difficulty adjusting to his new life after breaking up with Harry
Warnings: Smut (lots, yay) and languauge? I think, I can’t remember.
A/N: Yay! I finished this! This is over 9,000 words so the whole thing adds up to 16,500, which is just crazy. I really hope you enjoy it and the ending is okay.
