Summary:
Louis likes tea, tattoos and music, he’s content in his own little shop, that is until there’s Harry who feels like he’s trapped in the footsteps of his father, taking over the business and working is really all Liam ever does, he likes things planned out and organized, he’s got his girlfriend and his flat and everything is pretty good for Zayn, who mostly likes girls, writing, and sleeping but then there’s just something about Niall, who somehow binds them all together.
He’s the kid who wears loose tank tops and snapbacks and seems to remember everyone even though he’s surrounded by so many people, all of them craving his attention. He’ll never be tied down by one person though, he’s defiantly not that guy.
or Niall and Zayn are fratboys, Liam is a TA, Louis is a tattooed punk-rocker who owns a music shop and Harry is the son of a millionaire.
Pairing: Louis/Harry Zayn/Niall
Warning: Mature (mainly in coming chapters)
so I wanna do this ziam/larry oneshot where Zayn and Harry are handcuffed together (on their backs, hands over heads) on the floor and Louis and Liam tease them for ages and then leave the room for a bit and Haz and Zayn try to get each other off but it’s hard work being cuffed together and then Lou and Liam come back, catching them in the middle of it and cue some sort of punishment and yea…
10 random facts
My name is Nea
I’m in my twenties
I live in the UK
I work nights, (and days) that’s why I’m on here on weird times
I’m a bit of a fitness-freak
I just recently moved to a new flat in an area where people don’t holler “oi, nice tits” the second I walk out the door (moving up in the world!)
I could not live without tea
I’ve been struggling with anxiety due to being burnt out but I’m getting better
I name spiders when I find them in my flat, it makes them feel less scary
I write when I’m stressed, it is how I deal with things
“What’s this?”
Harry quirked his eyebrows up, his long fingers instantly unfolding it and Louis couldn’t think of a single thing to say at all until the little silver plane landed in Harry’s palm, the silver chain picking up a glint of sunlight, almost blinding him and then suddenly he couldn’t shut up;
“it is so that you know that you can always get away and it would be a real airplane but you know me and I can’t really afford one so that’s why it’s a paper plane and look,” he gestured to his arm where an identical paper plane was tattooed in, “now we sorta match and mine means freedom and that you can make anything out of anything, you know?” he rubbed at his forehead with his thumb, “like… it’s just a piece of paper for fuck sake, but it can turn into a plane and fly and if a paper can do that then think of what you can do and…”
He was silenced by soft lips nudging against his; it was a quick and sweet first kiss but it still managed to blank his mind completely, leaving him with his eyes shut and heart pounding so hard that he thought it was going to jump out of his chest and fly into Harry’s hands.
Warning: Mature
Pairing: Harry/Louis
Summary: There was this toxic energy surging through him that made him want to run, scream, just move somehow.
He heard a soft snore from Niall in the bunk under him and if he focused he could hear Liam and Zayn’s deep breathing coming from the other side, frustrated that they were all asleep but he wasn’t.
He jumped a little when an arm snaked around his waist, Louis’ nose nuzzling in to his neck.
“Trouble sleeping?”
or
Harry can’t sleep, Louis help tire him out.
Summary:
Louis likes tea, tattoos and music, he’s content in his own little shop, that is until there’s Harry who feels like he’s trapped in the footsteps of his father, taking over the business and working is really all Liam ever does, he likes things planned out and organized, he’s got his girlfriend and his flat and everything is pretty good for Zayn, who mostly likes girls, writing, and sleeping but then there’s just something about Niall, who somehow binds them all together.
He’s the kid who wears loose tank tops and snapbacks and seems to remember everyone even though he’s surrounded by so many people, all of them craving his attention. He’ll never be tied down by one person though, he’s defiantly not that guy.
or Niall and Zayn are fratboys, Liam is a TA, Louis is a tattooed punk-rocker who owns a music shop and Harry is the son of a millionaire.
Pairing: Louis/Harry Zayn/Niall
Warning: Mature (mainly in coming chapters)
Chapter Two - Louis
I’m female if you’re referring to me writing m/m porn and also - does it really matter?
“it’s not fair, you know.”
Harry’s smile faded as he looked up from his computer, kicking out his leg to nudge Louis, the older boy sat on the floor a little bit away from him, focus on his phone but at the touch he looked up, one eyebrow slightly raised.
“what’s not fair, love?”
“I have all these videos,” Harry sat up and leaned his back against the sofa, gesturing with his hands in front of him, frustrated, annoyed movements which made Louis shuffle a little closer, put a hand on his knee, “all these different ones of you and me and I want to show everyone,” he put his hand on top of Louis’, tracing his fingers over the soft skin, “‘cos you’re so bloody stunning and I want to show you off and I can’t!”
A shadow of sadness flashed over Louis’ face before he pulled himself up in Harry’s lap, straddling the boy, “just give it time, curly,” he pecked him lightly, brushed his thumb over the Things I Can’t tattoo, “just give it time…” he looked down at the video playing on the screen, faint blush coloring his cheeks, “and maybe password protect your laptop for now.”
