louis 13

now in a minute by thealmightyavocado

      ↳a 13 going on 30 au

harry styles/louis tomlinson. chaptered. 8/13

13 feels like yesterday for many people, but for Louis it actually was.

More than anything in the world, Louis Tomlinson dreams of growing up. Simply skipping over all of the awkward, embarrassing years of teenage existence and getting on with life. Real life.

So when thirteen-year-old Louis wakes up in the body of his thirty-year-old self, he expected everything in his adult life to be picture perfect. And maybe it is. He has it all…or so it seems.

Except his favorite person and lifelong best mate, Harry Styles, is totally missing from the equation and Louis doesn’t understand why. He has a lot of catching up to do and as adult life turns out to be more than what he bargained for, Louis can’t help wondering why a life that seemed so perfect, feels so empty.

Or the 13 going on 30 au that should have been done years ago.

***UPDATED*** CHAPTERS 8 ~ 11.7.17

  • Hannah: hey, it's Hannah, Hannah baker-
  • Harry: *pauses episode*
  • Louis: no-uh don't you dare harry *tries to reach and play the episode*
  • Harry: *catches his hand* I-
  • Louis: harry no.
  • Harry: *twitches* Iusedtobeabaker
  • Louis: ... you got issues.
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Interviews & Rec (13/?)  (Insp.)

Louis: You know what, just ask me a question. Just try to get to know me.
Lestat : Okay…I can’t think of anything to ask you. I’m sorry, my mind is blank.
Louis: Just ask me the first thing that comes to your head.
Lestat: How big is it?
Louis: …Really?

(Parks and Recreation; season 2, episode 4: Practice Date)

Pamper Night - Evan Peters Imagine

Request: Hey!! Can you make one with Evan Peters where you’re best friends but have feelings for each other (something really fluffy please)? Thanks

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“Stay still!” I say while laughing.

“I can’t, it’s really cold Y/N!” Evan said moving his face away from my outreached hand. Tonight myself and my best friend Evan we’re hanging out at my place eating junk food and watching movies like we usually do on Friday nights. This quickly became a tradition of ours since we were freshmans in high school, fast forward 3 years later we’re seniors and still doing it.

Evan slapped my hand away from his face stopping me from putting more of the cold face mask to it. He bought me a bunch of self pampering stuff for my birthday and I decided tonight we would try some of it out together. Evan has been my best friend since the beginning of high school, I never saw him as anything more until the beginning of this school year. He had left junior year scrawny and the same height as me, when I slowly started to see him develop more over the summer and when we came back to school he’d grown at least 4 inches and spent more time at the gym. I’ve always loved Evan but more in a brother type of way, now he’s all I think about.

“Alright fine I won’t put anymore on you, not like you need it anyway”, I whisper the last part quietly, putting the lid back on the mask pot.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He replies laughing. My eyes widen as I realize what I’ve just said.

“You know..” I say trying to avoid a very awkward conversation.

“No I don’t think I do.”, Evan says smirking, he leans in close to me, our noses almost touching and I can feel my breath hitch.

“Well it’s just that…you h-have really good skin.” I say nervously smiling, I’m so embarrassed at this point. We just stay looking at each other for a few seconds, I can see his eyes glancing from mine to my lips.

“Well you have really nice skin to Y/N, beautiful skin in fact.” He says whispering, I can feel his breath on my skin and it sends shivers down my spine.

“Thanks.” I whisper.

Then it happened.

He slowly leaned in then his lips finally met mine, he brought his hands up to cup the sides of my face as I wrapped my arms around his neck. The kiss was slow and passionate, I could feel his body lean into mine and it felt so right. He pulls away from the kiss and takes a moment to watch my reaction, I smile at him and he laughs.

“What?” I say totally embarrassed thinking I messed up or maybe it was horrible or my breath smelled, oh god.

“No babe, it was great,” he says reassuringly running his hands along my arms, “you just have some of my clay mask on your face.” He laughs. I bring my hand up to my face and touch my cheek, I look down at my hand and see the pink mask smeared on it. I look back up at Evan and we both end up laughing.

“Don’t worry, I don’t mind sharing.” Evan says bringing my face back into his.

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