very nice arms indeed

upforitlouis  asked:

Ummmm 28 and lilourry please :)

(this is basically won’t get to space if you haven’t got a rocket verse)

“I don’t care that it’s 2:00 am, we need pie.” Louis folded his arms and sat down in the middle of Liam’s living room floor. “Or a sausage roll. Oh my god, we need fucking steak bakes.” He tried to stand up. “Gotta get to Greggs.”

Liam put a hand on his shoulder, and gently shoved Louis down onto the sofa. “It’s two in the morning. Greggs is closed.”

“Don’t care,” Louis said. He’d had a lovely evening all by himself with a lovely bottle of tequila and some lovely lemons and some less lovely salt and now he was perfecting his best mutinous face because Liam wouldn’t let him go to Greggs for a steak bake. “Where’s Harry? Harry would let me go to Greggs.”

“Greggs is still closed,” Liam sat down next to him and tucked his hand into Louis’s. “I’m sorry you were all by yourself tonight.”

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