A high-school drama fanfic with multiple point of views.
Louis tomlinson is caged in a secret abusive household, where he fights pain every single day. Will harry be his new form of escape? or will Louis shelter Harry's social anxiety and exacerbat...
"Slowly steaming up the windows My skin on your skin, again and again Sweat for me, sweat for me Oh, love it when I tear off your clothes Slowly steaming up the windows My skin on your skin, again and again Sweat for me, sweat for me"
Song: sweat, zayn malik.
A/N: I mean... Its zayn's pov. So appropriate don't ya think?
And playing of this song while reading is recommended ;)
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Zayn's pov:
*an hour ago before the party ended*
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"oh my God, why'd you do that?!" that niall boy asks laughing
".. What? Couldn't take it. He was too hot." I smirk
Aww, look at him looking all adorable covered in that snow like shit. He looks like a fluffy teddy bear.
Manly. But fluffy.
Louis caresses his face taking out the foam, creating a pathway of his clear skin. That beautiful clear skin.
Look at louis enjoying looking at Liam like that. The rat bastard.
Whatever, i just hope liam had a good birthday. He's never actually celebrated it properly, and when he told me that, it broke me. Like come on! You're my boyfriend. No boyfriend of mine 'doesn't celebrate'.
I'm gonna celebrate every bit of him.
I nudge everyone outta the way and pick up Liam from the counter like he weighed nothing.
Well.. He did weigh something.
"hey, let's get your pretty ass face cleaned up. Shall we?" I say cupping his foamy face, not caring about anything else
Fuck. Those eyes. The way they look at me. I could drown in them and ever come out.
He nods softy, letting out that cheeky smile that I've always loved and were the main source for me falling head over heals for this bastard.
I breathe out a huff looking at him deeply, he stares too.
I later go to hold his hand and drag him out of the room, we run together to the main lobby while people came on us, wishing him. I just rolled my eyes. Like bitch let me be with my man for a little while atleast. Dafaq?
I drag him up the stairs, we run almost
He's giggling through the way.
Fuck, I love him so much.
"babe? Where are we going?" he says mid giggle
"to clean my baby up." I say as I pulled him across more of the stairs till we were at the top floor bathroom.
