I used to LOVE 5sos. Now... They're kind of sexist losers.
Micheal tweeted. : I make a terrible sand which I'd make a terrible woman.
I might not be a woman but 'DA FUUUUUCK!?'
And then! They went were talking about these girls clothes, telling them they should 'put more on' and yet Calums dick was leaked and he says something about his mistakes and how he's you s.
IF YOUR DICK GETS LEAKED AND YOU BLOW IT (no pun intended) OFF LIKE NOTHING!
YOU DONT FUCKING TALK. ABOUT HOW GIRLS DRESS FOR A ALBUM COVER! They are wonderful people.
I don't see you hating on lady gaga's album cover? And lady gags is fucking amazing in every up-down-left-right.
(That was my rant. I was really pissed today, bad day.)
Okay. TWO UPDATES IN A WEEK DONT YOU LOVE ME.
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(Based off of what happened hen I was sick this week. Just changed to fit their personal.)
"Darling? You see..." Louis smiled pointing out the window.
They were on the couch. Louis' back to the arm of the L-shaped couch and Harry in-between his legs, a thermometer right beside them. Along with a vomit bucket, a blanket, another blanket, Harrys period pillow (they call It that because harry wants it when he's distressed. It's not really a pillow. It's a knitted giraffe that harry grew up with.), a bowl that's filled with water, a rag, a couple napkins and a fog machine for Harry's breathing.
"Mhm... Snowing." Harry mumbled, smiling.
"Niall and the others have the baby's and I have you." Louis smiles, rubbing the very sick Harry's stomach. "Gots all cold..." Louis smiled. "Your little piggies cold?" He asked, moving the blanket a little up to see Harry's feet. Harry whines and pulled the blanket back down.
"You covered them in tights, socks, an a blanket. No more. My piggies are fine..." He mumbled, just wanting to sleep.
Louis just laughed loudly. "I'm sorry baby." He mumbled, noticing that Harry didn't like the loudness o his voice.
"My poor princess." Louis sighed, laying his head on Harry's back a little. "I'm sorry that you don't feel well at all. I'll stay with you. Want to play some legend of Zelda? We still have a GameCube.. (yeah bitches! We still have a game cube! Thank you Malloree for buying it for us!)
Harry nodded slightly, Louis laughed a little and grabbed the wireless controller that they spent extra on to but and handed it to Harry, turning the game on.
Harry played for a little bit, letting Louis direct him in what to do.
"Hmm... I feel gross." He whines, feeling sweaty.
"Want me to give you a shower...?" Louis asked, kissing Harry's temple.
(Yes this really happened and I'm still embarrassed as hell. Might as well put that out there before Harry tells you-.-)
"Yes please..." He mumbled, letting Louis pick him up and take him to the bathroom.
"Louis.. I just want a bath." Harry mumbled, feeling dizzy. Louis nodded and turned on the warm water, letting Harry get used to it and washing him lightly.
Poor Harry, he was so tired he fell asleep. He didn't know that he was so exhausted, neither did Louis!
Louis chuckled. "Baby..." Louis mumbled, picking harry up. He looked at Harrys nails, seeing as they're alright and still painted he won't need to redo them.
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