Request: Larry Stylinson: Not Bullshit: Fluff by QuickSilverShadow, literature
Literature
Request: Larry Stylinson: Not Bullshit: Fluff
Harry scooted back from the table quickly and tried not to look too relived as he made his way up the stairs, fighting the urge to run. He waited until he was out of ear shot and dashed into his room. There was always something to see when he searched for this, it seemed. He snatched up the phone on the nightstand between his bed and Louis’ and pressed the home button. The screen lit up with a cartoon carrot, and Harry sighed. Wrong phone, he thought. Which means that my phone is- oh shit.
Downstairs, Louis pulled the iPhone out of his pocket and looked at the background. His was a carrot, not a cat. Harry’s phone, he thought. He