Merp. I'd like to soap.
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Thread Topic: Merp. I'd like to soap.
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but no pain yes?
Louis had already been looking for how to open the door, but since he was so out-of-it, he just let Harry do his gentleman thing. When he stepped out of the car, he once again thanked him, staring at the staircase that would lead him to the second level, where his apartment was. He then started to worry about Niall suddenly choosing to be home, but then, it was a Friday, and this eased his fears. What if it was mess? His brain seemed to be pushing ideas around at a hundred miles per hour, which made him annoyed. -
Yes, exactly my dear Watson :'D
Harry had already figured out that Louis' home was on the second level, so he started towards the stairs. First, though, took his arm and hooked it around Louis' shoulder. "I'm assuming that you weren't expecting guests. Like my car. I won't mind if it's not pristine." -
I LIKE YOU FIFTY TIMES BETTER NOW
Louis stepped with him, having to lean against him every so often to prevent an accident of any sorts. "ThAt makes me feel better," he told him, rubbing his own cheek with a yawn. Remembering that he would have to climb the small flight of stairs, he internally groaned. -
YAY I WIN
"I'll glad to hear it." When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Harry sighed, glancing down at Louis, who did not look up for it. "Ready? Sort of ready?" -
YES YOU DO
"Fantastical. Sorta, yeah. Get it over with." He kept his eyes on the stairs that he had tripped so many times on. They were truly his enemy, and so now, being drunk, he was only thinking of the worst possible outcomes and scenarios that could play out. -
"Alright, up we go." He started taking the steps up, bringing Louis up with him. He kept a firm arm behind him, in case he tripped or teetered and started to fall back.
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Louis did not find the to be the most pleasant experience, but he managed to get through it with the help of the other. He always remained watching the stairs, as if they'd suddenly change and he'd go toppling.
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Once they reached the top, Harry stepped up first then helped Louis onto the landing. "Look at that, we've done it flawlessly." He looked around, and seeing that the door was just behind them he turned back to Louis. "Key?"
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Louis popped open a pocket that rested on the front of his button down. He pulled from it a dark silver key that was attached to the key ring that he never used. He stepped in front of his doorm eyeing the keyhole for a moment before actually shoving the key inside.
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boppity boo
if you're cool
i wanna bump this
yeehoo -
Oh my gosh im sorry
Been long time
Harry watched with a careful eye as Louis put the key in the handle, waiting patiently for him to open it. When he seemed to pause, the taller boy smiled slightly, and reached forward to turn the key in Louis' hand for him. "There we go..," he hummed, swinging open the door and letting Louis go in first. -
very long
but it's okay i swear
:3
how are you?
Louis thanked him, and as he stepped in, pulled the key from the doorknob. He collected himself by giving a shake of his head and kicking his shoes off. His flat wasn't horrible, either. Though a shirt or sock may have appeared it, the main room was rather neat and cleaned. He had pure white walls, but only because his landlord demanded that he not paint over it. The carpet, on the other hand, was a deep, dark red that he adored. The couch shared the same color scheme, except the design of the pillows was a black and white stripe job. His television, which had a thirty-two inch screen, sat on top of a beige entertainment set. There, a glass of water was standing from before he left for the night out. Giving a glance, he made himself positive that everything was in place, and sighed with relief. -
I'm good~ been writing a lot of other stuff .3.
How about you?
With Louis in the flat, Harry stepped in behind him, shutting the door. He figured it would be best if he locked it, as well, so he did so. "So, I believe we planned on ice cream, right? And then I'll get you to bed." It was starting to get to the point where Harry was worried that Louis had a job or something in the morning, and that he'd be late or too tired to go if he didn't get some kind of rest. And if Harry was going to victimize Louis, he'd rather do it another day. -
same but
only plots and covers.
What kind of stuff?
"Yeah, I'd still like some of that delicious ice cream. And, you don't have to, really. I'm a big boy. It's not like I have anything to do tomorrow. So, no putting my to bed unless I'm on the floor or something, kay?" He rambled this all off in a slurry, somewhat snappy tone of voice. He rubbed his eyes, making his way into the kitchen. This particular spot was the same theme as the living room, except the cabinets were all a very finished, shiny oak. The male made a grab for his round-ish refrigerator's freezer door, prepared to sift through the various frozen foods in order to find it. -
a random larry fic and a story
Neither of which are very popular but eeeh
As he followed Louis to the kitchen, he found himself hovering a bit more than necessary. With every step, he was worried about the other suddenly passing out and hitting his head, or bumping into something and tripping. He felt rather ridiculous for it, and so he stayed back and leaned against the counter while Louis looked for the ice cream. He was glad to hear the other didn't have any responsibilities the next day, being as it would make the night a little easier. "Yah, alright."
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