And, 5....6....7....8 》l.s.
"Hey babe, nice skirt."
"You wish you could call me that, perv."
"Oh, I will be calling you that. Trust me."
Or a fanfic about feminine Louis with just an odd Harry. They are roommates at the School of Arts in California, LA.
Will they find love?
Or with they still hate each other?
Sorry that it sucks.