hi! im kristen, im 22, and im wrapped around louis tomlinson's finger

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louis: how do you want your tea babe?
harry: sugar milk and a baby would be nice
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louis: thank god temperature's raising next week
harry: you know who's not raising
harry: we are cause we don't have a baby to raise
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louis: lou teasdale called she wants to meet up tomorrow
harry: oh nice she can bring her child to make up for our lack of one
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louis: concert's in an hour i'm so nervous
harry: not for the birth of our baby i'm afraid
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louis: the lads are coming over for a movie tonight but i'm having trouble choosing one
harry: well the footage of our child's first steps words dates and marriage is out of question
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louis: sorry love can you pass the salt?
harry: sure lou can you pass me our baby?
harry: oh wait
aboutchopsuey:

THANK YOU GOD FOR GIVING US HARRY ON A GREEN SCREEN

aboutchopsuey:

THANK YOU GOD FOR GIVING US HARRY ON A GREEN SCREEN

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Interviewer: So Harry, what's your sister's name?
Harry: Gemma
Interview: What's your mum's name?
Harry: Anne
Interviewer: What's your drummer's name?
Harry: Josh
Interviewer: What's your boyfriend's name?
Harry: Lou-
Harry: You little fucker
spookernope:

Title: We Made These Memories for OurselvesAuthor: supernopeRating: ExplicitRelationship: Harry/LouisWord Count: 17,200Summary: Breath held, Harry squints his eyes open and focuses on the first stick. A blue line. Harry breathes out an unsteady breath. He’s pretty sure he read that one blue line is a negative, but he fishes the box from the bottom of the pile just to make sure.
“Negative,” he confirms, voice echoing around the small room. “Next.”
Now that he’s feeling a little less shaky, he scans the rest of the tests at once, is met with a headache-inducing mixture of pink plus signs and blue double lines. His heart rate picks up until it’s pounding triple-time in the base of his throat and the pit of his stomach, thundering in his ears and throbbing in his temples. He flips over the rest of the boxes slowly, but he knows what they’re going to say before he even looks.
[or, Louis is a footballer, Harry owns a bakery, and they’re having a baby.]

spookernope:

Title: We Made These Memories for Ourselves
Author: supernope
Rating: Explicit
Relationship: Harry/Louis
Word Count: 17,200
Summary: Breath held, Harry squints his eyes open and focuses on the first stick. A blue line. Harry breathes out an unsteady breath. He’s pretty sure he read that one blue line is a negative, but he fishes the box from the bottom of the pile just to make sure.

“Negative,” he confirms, voice echoing around the small room. “Next.”

Now that he’s feeling a little less shaky, he scans the rest of the tests at once, is met with a headache-inducing mixture of pink plus signs and blue double lines. His heart rate picks up until it’s pounding triple-time in the base of his throat and the pit of his stomach, thundering in his ears and throbbing in his temples. He flips over the rest of the boxes slowly, but he knows what they’re going to say before he even looks.

[or, Louis is a footballer, Harry owns a bakery, and they’re having a baby.]

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Demi Lovato: I don't like One Direction haha. I like REAL music. Like Iggy Azalea.
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Anonymous said
Wait, what's wrong with the time travel fic?

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imageall of these parts include smut ranging from kissing to sex it’s fucking disgusting