HEY BITCHES ITS BEEN TWO YEARS
LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOO
the whole gang sat around the beach, the big guys throwing a frisbee around and the little boys splashing around in the water.
louis was wading through the shallow end with calum, searching for seashells.
"this one is pretty," louis pointed out, rubbing his thumb over a soft pink shell, "i want to keep it."
calum squinted his eyes at the bright red blob he saw in the water, and immediately reached down to grab it.
"look at this one," calum said, and right before he could bring it out of the water, his "shell" pinched the snot out of him.
calum freaked, and pulled his hand out of the water to see that his shell, was actually a crab, and it was latched onto his ring finger.
he was sent into a fit of screams, shaking his hand around trying to fling the stupid thing off, "it hurts! help!"
louis caught his hand, and ripped the crab off of his finger, and then threw the animal back in the water, where it peacefully walked away.
he looked back to calum, who had done enough screaming to get ashton's attention, who was standing there inspecting his finger.
"he got you good," ashton mumbled, "he even broke skin."
calum sulked in his spot, saying, "thought it was a shell."
ashton chuckled, and placed a kiss to the wounded finger, then to calum's cheek, "don't pick up any more red shells then, yeah?"
calum nodded, and ashton ran off to play frisbee again.
louis watched them fondly, and when calum met his eyes he asked, "what?"
"you guys are just so cute," louis cooed, "he kissed your booboo to make it feel better."
next thing louis knew, he was pushed into the pretty blue water, and when he came up to the surface, calum was laughing. that, of course, made louis laugh as well.
they all messed around for another hour or so, but then they were called in, and when louis reached the shore harry gave him a concerned look.
"you're sunburnt," he said, reaching over to get more sunblock. he squirted (ha) a dollop of it into his hands, and smeared it onto his cheekbones and shoulders.
"that stings," louis mumbled, wincing at the pressure being applied to his feverish skin.
"it'll make you feel better later," harry insisted, making sure to thoroughly rub everything in.
"okay, mum," louis mumbled under his breath, but it didn't go unnoticed by harry.
he chuckled, and mumbled back, "daddy."
-
when they began to get hungry, they all sat on some blankets and ate some sandwiches.
louis sat in between harry's legs, and he leaned back on his chest.
then, luke ran in with an envelope in his hand. "guess what my brother just sent me!"
before anyone could really ask, he tore it open and pulled out... a usb port? oh wait, no. it was a juul.
"are you serious, you got a juul?" harry asked, "those are so unhealthy."
his critique had gone to deaf's ears because luke had already slid in a mango pod & took a hit, "someone else try it."
"can i try?"
harry looked quizzically at louis, "you want to try it?"
louis shrugged, "why not?" harry rolled his eyes, mumbling something about cancer and cigarettes. louis paid no mind to it.
luke handed him the juul and louis took a tiny puff of the flavored vapor - and doubled over in a fit of coughs.
"Jesus - why does that hurt so bad?" louis grunted - his eyes watery and his voice scratchy.
luke assured him," you just gotta get used to it, kid."
louis slipped back into his spot in harry's lap and watched as other people attempted to hit luke's new juul. it was funny to watch, but not to feel.
calum got bored pretty quickly, so he invited louis to go upstairs with him. he wanted to paint his toenails because "they looked rough".
"yeah, i'll go. come on, y'all," louis said, not wanting to leave his other friends out. michael and niall smiled as followed in suit.
once they were upstairs, they all went to cal and ash's room. niall grabbed his bag of nail polish asking, "what color do you want, cal?"
"do you have black?" callum asked.
niall rummaged around in his bag then pulled out the black polish labeled "my soul".
"okay so, i really called you guys in here because i have a question," callum began to spill as niall hunched over to paint his right foot.
"what's wrong?" mike asked, sitting down next to him in his boxer shorts (which were probably luke's) and a white tee shirt.
"ashton wants to fuck and i'm totally terrified."
that statement made louis choke on his diet coke, niall to make a black streak go across callum's foot, and michael to literally scream.
"hold the fuckin phone," louis said, wiping his soda off of his chin, "you know for sure he wants to?"
"yeah we talked about it on the beach today," callum shrugged, "and don't get me wrong, i want to but i'm scared because he's the first guy i'd be sleeping with."
so the four boys sat and discussed for a good thirty minutes - helping callum and answering questions of their own. it was all nice and quiet until the door swung open and the other four guys poured in.
"what the hell do you want from me?" callum groaned as luke literally flopped on top of him, "don't fuck up my pedicure!"
"we are gonna have one hell of a night!" zayn cheered, revealing two bottles of Everclear.
(if u don't know, everclear is a brand of alcohol that will literally fuck u up)
"holy shit, where did you find that?" niall asked, leaning up to get a closer look.
"it was under the sink, not even opened!" ashton said, amazed, "you guys want some?"
"uhhh," michael hesitated, "what if liam finds out? we'd be kicked out."
"liam won't find out, don't worry," harry assured, "just have a couple shots & you'll feel amazing."
harry pulled a few shot glasses out of his hoodie pocket, and handed one to zayn, "fill'er up, please."
louis gulped, he had never seen harry drunk... he was a mixture of scared and excited. also, louis wanted to turn the hell up.
"i'll take that," louis said, swiping the shot glass out of zayn's had before he could pass it to harry. in one go, he swallowed the awful tasting liquid and made a face.
harry watched him, a twinkle in his eye that made shivers shoot down louis' spine.
it was gonna be a fun night.
-
3 hours and an entire bottle of liquor later...
niall was so bubbly and zayn was just about asleep on one side of the bed, and michael and luke were on the other passing the juul back and forth. they were competing to see who could blow better "o's".
"your o's look like fuckin zero's," luke murmured," you suck!"
"zeros and o's are the same thing you crackhead," michael laughed back.
callum and ashton were a bundle of giggles on the floor. they had been wrestling for the past ten minutes, neither one letting up.
harry has somehow lost his shirt and put it on louis, who had lost his shirt as well. harry wasn't absolute drunk, but louis definitely was.
"com'ere," louis slurred, grinning at his boy.
"what is it, love," harry said, leaning in a little to meet louis' height.
"closer," louis urged, so harry got closer.
harry chuckled, "what is it now?"
louis brought his voice down to a whisper, and he almost sounded sober when he said, "i want you to fuck me."
-
BAHAHAH CLIFF HANGER
so sorry for literally dying for two & a half years like tf is my problem
i tried to convince myself that i wasn't 1D af but i was obviously wrong bc here i am with an update
also i've forgotten what i wanna do w this story so that was just a filler
does anyone even read this anymore
prolly not oh well !!!