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I don't know why I'm picturing him and Louis just, help.

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So lets make things physicaaal, I won't treat you like you're oh so typicaaaal.

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Dead tired, oi. Talk to me on kik, losers: louehxtomlinson.

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look after you | louis tomlinson

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Louis heard the boy before he saw him; blue eyes lifted to take in the familiar sight of his bandmate bounding down the steps, and the older boy opened his mouth to say something before he was assaulted with an armful of Liam. Laughing loudly, Louis brought his band mate in for a squeeze, reaching up to ruffle what little amount of hair that Liam had as he hooked an arm around his shoulders. "You're sucha slowpooooke!" Louis stuck his tongue out at the other boy, tugging at a short strand of his hair, giving Liam the once-over. "Least you look good enough to take out with me, c'mon then! I don't think I could carry you to the car if I tried, Li, you're like.. too big," Louis smirked, tugging his bandmate toward the door. 

Pulling Liam outside beside him, Louis fumbled with the keys for a bit before locking their front door and promptly turning to link their arms. "M'alright, I plan on getting proper trashed tonight so this means that we're taking a cab, deal with it 'cause I already called one," he bumped their shoulders together before beginning to drag the other boy down the walkway and toward the street, eyes flickering down the line of cars before landing on the cab that was waiting for them. "And wouldya look at that! Prompt, they are. C'monnnn, lets go."

under the lights tonight || lilo

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Pursing his lips yet again, Louis' eyebrows shot up and he faked a glare before another smile broke out across his features. "Volume, mmhm, sure," he gave a little shrug toward the other boy. "You've got nice hair too, Merboy, so be quiet,"  Louis smirked, fingertips curling around the warmth of his latte. He brought it to his lips once more, taking a tentative sip as his gaze flickered around the coffee shop. It was sort of sad, really, how addicted to Starbucks he was. At least, he figured, he was lucky enough to have friends who understood his addiction.

Louis turned back immediately to Tom once he heard the mention of getting a second Kevin. He couldn't help but to lean across the table, eyes wide and laughing as he rested his hand gently on the other boy's arm. "Oooh, you gotta get me another Kevin! Like, maybe a real animal this time...? Kevin was great and all, but not much good with conversation, you see," he nodded in over-exaggeration before sliding back into his seat, humming in thought. "You and your training. Well, seems to be working out quite nicely for you," Louis grinned and offered another shrug. "Not much, to be honest. Just sorta.. the usual also. Living with the rest of the lads, y'know. And that's nice and stuff. But nothing much else besides that."

...Starbucks... | Tom+Louis

“It’s not saying it’s awful… per say, but more or less… it has volume?” he asked him. He didn’t quite know the technical terms when describing hair so he hoped that was something relevant to it all. “Oh shut up, Lou. Your hair isn’t awful or anything. It’s a lot better than what I’ve got right here,” he said and pointed to his head. Shaking his head and closing his eyes he simply mouthed ‘no’ repeatedly for a few seconds. Watching him play with his hair for a quick second he simply just smiled at his friend who was before him. Tom did think he had a bit of style, and ever since he wore red pants and a striped shirt, fans from both sides always referenced one another with the pictures of the two men in the same outfits.

With an infectious spirit, Tom laughed along with him. “Well how ‘bout I get you another Kevin, alright? A little gift from one friend to another,” he softly spoke and had a fit of chuckles after that eventually wore off. Taking a sip of his coffee now that it was at an appropriate temperature he shrugged and set it back down. Raising his arms behind his head, he was thankful for deodorant because his armpits were out in the middle of public. “It’s been quite well! Training, the usual. Trying not to eat like a pig and keeping the good ol’ body in shape. But overall I’ve been pretty damn well. What about you? Any big news in your life?”

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Did I say that or are you just putting words in my mouth? Pffft, no you shouldn't. Mmmhm, sure you don't. Dwarf?! Shut up over there. I think you sit alone in bed and smoke.. I can just picture it now! M'getting a drink tonight, don't you worry. 'cause I definitely need it. I don't care about what people think, I don't give a flying fuck what people think about me. I'm just saying, I still have to put up with bullshit. But I don't care, I mean. I can handle myself, so.

Sooooo.

You think highly of me? I should feel flattered… I don’t smoke it by myself you silly little dwarf. That would be ever so lonely and inconvenient; I mean I’d probably eat everything in sight. I’m a social stoner! Hmm. From the sounds of things you could use a hit, or a stiff drink. Since when do you care what people think? And how the bloody fuck do you turn someone gay? You’re either up for dick or you’re not. Ignore them, Tomlinson. Or get gobby at them like you usually do. Either or.

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under the lights tonight || lilo

If there was one thing that Louis had been doing all day, it was called being bored. Sure, he'd had the usual morning walk to Starbucks; flashed his charming little grin and gotten his favourite drink carried out to him, strolled back leisurely and taken a few photos with some girls running after him down the block. It was all sort of typical now, really; strange enough he was used to it. And then he'd promptly gone home again, only to re-arrange his closet a million times -- to walk around the apartment in a weak attempt to tidy things up, when really all he'd down was make it all messier, if that was even possible. And now here he was, in dire need of a fucking drink. 

Staring at himself in the bathroom mirror, the Doncaster lad scowled slightly at his appearance. Louis pushed fringe impatiently from his forehead, before giving up altogether and decided that maybe he looked alright. Of course, he'd slid into his skinny jeans and the usual v-neck, but he wasn't in the mood to be bothered with anything else. Really all he wanted was a drink and some bonding time with his favourite, innocent little Liam, and that was exactly what he was about to get. Teeth sunken into his bottom lip, made his way downstairs -- bounding down two at a time before grabbing his cellphone from the kitchen counter and sliding it into his pocket. "Leeeee-yuuuum!" Louis sang out loudly, grinning widely to himself as he strode out into the foyer. "M'ready, come on, slowpoke!"

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M'alright, c'mon then, I'll make it up to you! I promiseee.

I was under the impression I purchased all those drinks for you that time at that afterparty, its your turn.

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Since you can't pay, mmhm. RIGHT. Shaddup, Liiii.

Ugh but so much effort, okay but I vote you to be the one to pay, just saying.

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S'because I'm full of surprises, makes me entertaining, shh. Mmhm, sure you don't. S'whatever. Oooh, right, 'cause I just think so highly of you and all that! M'not knocking the bud, Grimmers. Sit in your house by yourself and smoke all you want, sounds like a blaaaast. C'mon, don't act like I don't have to deal with things.. People saying I'm trying to turn someone gay, or something stupid.. it's whatever. 

Sooooo.

Truth be told, I never know when it comes to you. I don’t think you’re an awful person… most of the time. Other times, well I think of highly as you as you so obviously think of me. Damn straight, babe. Don’t knock it til you try it, it makes dealing with the day to day so much easier. What bullshit could a pretty young popstar like yourself have to deal with? Other than label crap and fangirls, eh? World on a platter and all that, innit?

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Get Li to make you waffles, don't tell 'em I told you but he's been missing you like mad. Keeps going on and on about Wheeereeee's Niaaaalllll and all this stuff. But shh, I didn't tell you that.

Patience, my dear, patience. That’s good to hear, man. Been pretty well m’self, could do with some waffles right about now, but hey that’s okay. Life goes on.

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C'meeeeere, lets go out.

Need a drink, can’t be bothered moving, call of duty all night.

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Just did, shhh. GOOOOD, GOOD. Hurry it up then! Mmh, I've been just peachy, can't complain really. How bout you, Nialler?

As long as ya admit it. I’m coming, jeez, don’t get your panties in a twist, alright? How’ve you been, anyway?

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Oh, shaddup. And why would I be disappointed that you're not sad, hm? D'you think I'm suuuch an awful person, Nick? Mellowing out, riiight. Sounds more like you're getting stoned, but whatever suits you. Mmh, bullshit. I get enough of that as it is.

Sooooo.

That day’ll be the highlight of my week. Let me know so I can put it on the calendar ok? Are you disappointed by that? That I’m not sad? I’m not settling down, I’m mellowing out. Decided I don’t need the bullshit and the idiocy anymore. God knows how I ended up here…