Louis dreams deep of running, running so hard and so
fast he could become something else. He’s in the bog again, but he
feels like the master of it. It feels like his home. He
follows a scent, sweet and familiar, pulling him like a siren song
across the bog. His toes dig into the mud, finding a natural traction.
There’s no chill in the air against his skin betraying the autumn
weather, he feels nothing but the pull, stronger than blood, than
breathing, than hunger, and Louis serves it dutifully.
He crests a hill and comes to a stop, ready to devour.
Niall stands before him with a shotgun and a silver bayonet in his hands. Louis pauses.
Liam knows he’s being greedy. Greedy, and selfish, two
flaws he’s always trying to avoid: they feel even more wrong when he
already has so much.
But he’s admired his boys for so long, and so when Harry and Louis
both come onto him, a couple weeks apart, as if both moved by the same
drive (the hiatus fast approaching, probably. Surely they can’t have
just been waiting for Liam to be single), Liam can’t bring himself to
He can’t make himself say no to Harry, with his long curls so easy to
grip as he kneels down in the deserted green room and deftly opens the
buttons on Liam’s suddenly horribly tight jeans, talking about farewell
gifts and last opportunities. And he can’t make himself say no to Louis,
who corners him back at the hotel two weeks later, poking and prodding
and biting at him until suddenly, Liam isn’t quite sure how, they’re
both naked and hard, a mess of sweaty limbs on Liam’s couch as they each
try to bring the other off first. – Or, Louis and Harry both want a piece of Liam, and they don’t mind
sharing. Liam just wants everything he can get, pretty please.
“Why were you going to kiss me?” Louis asks, instead. It feels very
important to get an answer to this. Louis thinks it might affect things
quite a bit. There’s so much he wants to talk to Niall about, too, like
how he’s thinking of seeing a counselor and isn’t that wild and how much
older Louis’s family is and how everywhere Louis went back in Donny
there were posters of Niall’s stupid handsome face, and Louis was so
proud of him. His heart feels like it’s lodged in his throat. He waits
for Niall to say something.
Nick is a prostitute with a high-end client list, and
he can think of any number of ways aspiring popstar Harry could have
gotten his number, dozens of people from any major label who could have
handed him a card and said, “If you want to experiment, be discreet.”
Harry is seventeen at the beginning of this story.
That is a sad story! (The fizzy like). I read and saw things about it the other day. Poor guy!
Yeah I saw the articles last week when the story first broke, and it’s just a horrible story. So so sad for that girl, her biological family, and her current friends and family who had no idea what happened. Devastating.
Do you think it's true the story of Tom having cybersex with a boy while in a break with Lance last year? I doubt it, when they where on a break? They di see each other every 2-3 week? And what video ? no one never see a video of Tom ?
It’s true. The pictures are out there tho they’re far from explicit. I dont have any opinion on the whole thing exept that it’s weird (the article was published friday evening but the pictures werent leaked until saturday morning), that Tom was very stupid (which person with 2m followers sends someone they dont even know sexual pics???) and that I dont understand why they published that article talking about the break and blablabla when they could have just remained silent and everyone would had thought that the pictures were for Lance. Personally, I dont buy the break thing (as you said they saw each other every 3 weeks). I think they had an open period but they said publicly that they were on a break bc it’s more socially accepted. I’m not as invested in T and L as I used to be so this thing hasnt really affected me tbh so yeah if I were you I wouldnt give it too much importance.
What was the weirdest thing that you saw this week?
Believe it or not, I saw a ‘Turtle Rat’ with my friend, Wren. The term is still up for debate but it definitely looked like a rat and a turtle combined. And we actually caught the thing. And it ate all our food.
I’ve been trying to not think about the whole president thing these past couple of weeks but I just saw a video of Obama leaving the White House for the last time and now I’m just sobbing. I’m so scared guys.