"What the hell do you mean you're afraid?" I looked down. Terrified was a better word. "I..I.." I didn't know what to say. "Well you know what, Styles? Tell me when your not afraid!" Louis yelled, slamming the door. I can't help it. I love him.
HORTON STOP AND LISTEN TO YOUR MOTHER. TAKE LOUIS AND MAKE HIM A BUBBLE BATH, WASH HIS HAIR AND GIVE HIM KISSES, THEN TAKE HIM TO BED AND WATCH GREASE BUT DONT FOOKING RAPE MY BABY STAWP
I can read Harry tops and Louis tops BUT WHY IS HE FORCING IM SCARED HARLOD I TAUGHT YOU BETTER
ok but this person totally imagines it and i bet they fcking ship it like u go shipper
Gonna pretend Louis turned around and said wouldn't wanna catch something
Says the boy who literally raped another boy at 13
If it's so gross, then stop looking at the mirror. It isn't that difficult.