“Harry Styles, son of Anne Styles, Furniture shop owner–” Simon introduces.

“Twenty-eight, 5’11”, educated, renowned pastry chef, mummy issues, likes working out and expensive clothes–” Louis cuts.

“You came prepared!” Simon rubs his hands together. “They told me you were good!“

“Don’t act so surprised. I always come prepared. Tell me what I don’t know about the target. What is his problem? What makes him tick? Why isn’t his fiancé the perfect match?”

Simon sighs and opens another file.

“Liam Payne.” Simon points at the picture of a smiley crinkly eyed guy with a handsome, friendly face. “Heir of a diamond empire.” Louis examines Payne’s picture. He doesn’t look like a prick. Then again, they rarely do. “You have ten days to break up their engagement.”

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Harry looks back at Louis over his shoulder and he’s smiling so big, his dimples start denting his cheeks, making them look like pools carved in marble on each sides of his face, immovable and so so so perfect. “I almost don’t want to ruin it.”

“You have to have a taste,” Louis encourages, “you’ve been waiting for years for this dream to come true, haven’t you?”

Harry purses his lips, obviously pondering. Then he shrugs as a way of explanation, grabbing his phone from his back pocket. He takes a deep breath and then proceeds to take a picture of the little lemon meringue that’s he’s taken into his hand. He fumbles a little and Louis realises it is to make sure it’s done with his golden boots in the frame. Once he’s satisfied, he shows it to Louis, small smile ghosting over his lips. If Louis had to describe it, he’d say that smile looks like the lemon tastes: bittersweet yet tender like marshmallow. “Now we can eat it.”

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I’m the first to admit that I’m reckless

I get lost in your beauty

and I can’t see

 two feet in front of me

All the stars are still shining

But you’re the only one I see

I can feel when your heart beats, yeah

But you can’t keep your eyes off me

Yeah, reckless behavior

A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw

Be in the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day

Fucking you and fighting on

It’s our paradise and it’s our war zone

Originally posted by dailydoseofziam