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10/3/15
I experienced this first hand 😭😭😭
Lip stain
Prompt random Liam and girlfriend fluff one shot that came into my head when looking at lipstick shades. I throw my chews into the bowl on the side and kick off my black work heels into the direction of the closet my bag joining them on the floor. As much as Liam hates it, it had been a long day at work today and I really didn't want to open the closet door. "Liam?" I asked calling out into the house, a mumbled reply came from behind the living room door. I walked in, Liam was sat on the sofa playing some Xbox game as I collapsed next to him and kissed his cheek leaving a large plum coloured stain. "Long day babe?" He asked as I brought my feet up onto the sofa and leant against him. "Longest ever. The photographer was an hour late to the shoot and then Kylie was getting all worked up because she has somewhere to be and the shoot was taking too long. Then an intern spilt fucking coffee on me." I rambled on watching the screen as Liam roamed around some deserted city shooting people. "It's hard being the boss of everything isn't it"Liam joked and I slapped his arm. "Ye it is actually. You wouldn't know about it Mr Popstar" he laughs at pauses his game saving it. "We'll come on then babe. I'll make you a coffee and something to eat whilst you rant about the Elle life" I smile and join him wrapping my smaller arm around his buff bicep. He stops walking as we cross the mirror in the corridor, he laughs pointing to the plum stain. "You know you secretly love it" I say leaning against him pressing more Kisses up his arm leaving more plum stains each one getting fainter. "You know what, actually I do love it." He says and softly kisses me back.
Golfing
Niall stood back from Harry and watchesd as he took a swing for the white ball. The club coming into contact with it at the last minutes only to send it a few meters. “Funking hell!” Harry cursed slamming the club into the ground. Niall had to purse his lips to stop a snigger escaping. “H, baby you need to calm down. Let to club do the work not you,” Niall softly says. Placing a new ball on the tee “It’s so fucking frustrating. You can do it at the blink of an eye. I can’t even get it I to the air.” Harry says. His voice quietening at the end, disappointment evident in his voice “I was shit for years babe. My dad used to take me out and not let me go home until I shot it right onto the green we would be out there for hours.” Niall paused as he took the club out of Harry’s hand. “I know it’s frustrating. It’s like watching you cook an amazing meal or walk around with such grace and not caring what people think. Or even pick up a child and not have it scream in your face.” Harry laughs smiling at Ni. “I think you need to teach me agin. Like holding it with me and everything” Harry says cheekily. Just longing for Naills contact. “I thought you might say that!”
Harry from UAN to WWA
This. Kills me. Literally
This makes my heart hurt
Pubic hair
Today I put on a pair of nickers and along the top you could see my pubes. So in the shower, I shaved the all off. It was then that I realised I could see skin I hadn't seen in a years and it make me think; why was I embarrassed that you could see my pubic hair, why did I think it was a bad thing and that I had to get rid of it? It's natural everyone will and do have it. So why do we have to get rid of it. So just think next time you make for the razor or wax.
Dj Malik pt 2
Louis sat staring at his phone as Tabby ate her lunch of spaghetti hoops on toast. It had been a week since he met Zayn, and he is yet to make his move. "Daddy, you sad?" Tabby innocently asked, red sauce trickling down her chin. Louis lent over and whipped it off. "Do you remember last week when daddy had a sleepover with his friend?" Louis asked, Tabby nodded, poking her finger through the soggy toast. "The man was scary, not you with too many drawings," She said pointing to Louis' tatted arm. "So you don't want him to be my friend?" Louis asked, his daughter came first in everything, and if Tabby wasn't ok with it, it won't happen. "I duno daddy, Mrs Smith says you shouldn't make sumtions. Not sure what that means though," Tabby drifted off a little, Louis grinned at his daughter and her way of thinking. "assumptions princess, it means you would find out more about people before you say if you like them of not. Like you didn't like Loki at first but then you made friends didn't you," Tabby made a face a little, she was petrified of Loki until he came and curled up on her lap. "Ok daddy, you be his friend. I pick later," She says, finishing off the rest of the hoops. "So should daddy ring him? Maybe ask him on a date?" Tabby picks up, her eyes widening "Like on Enchanted when they go to the ball and park and fall in love?" She quickly gushed, jumping onto her feet "Daddy you take him ball?" Tabby asked, Louis laughed, ruffling her hair. "Maybe princess, now finish your drink I'm going to ring him." Louis garbs his phone and walks out of the room, after a deep breath he hits dial. It's painful listening to each ring go by, with no answer. Just as Louis is about to give up a deep voice answers "Ello?" Zayn asks, his voice rough "Hey Zayn, it's Louis." he says trying to stay as calm as possible and sound confident. "Oh I was wondering when you were going to call," He said, Louis smiled "I nearly didn't, until Tabby insisted I took you to a ball," Zayn laughed at the other end. "Sorry to ruin the fairytale but I can't dance, but I'm sure you look good in a suit" Louis chuckled "I look amazing in a suit, so your just missing out," Zayn laughed "So maybe not a ball, but what about lunch some time?" Louis suggested, Zayn hmm's over the phone. "I sleep in the day though," Zayn finally says "Well I sleep at night, and I have used up my one nights babysitting for this month. Plus I am the one making the move which means I have the authority to chose when and where. So I say next Tuesday at 1 o'clock in the Olive press" Louis says, Zayn chuckled down the phone. "Fine, but I get to say no flowers. You bottomed so really you're the girl," Louis scoffed, laughing a little. "I'll see you there with no flowers. Bye," "Bye," Louis hangs up the phone and sighs. Was he making the right choice. He hasn't date in years for a reason. The person he dates will never be no 1 in his priorities, that will always be Tabby and some people can't deal with that. But Zayn's different, he stayed even when Lou was certain he would walk out. Zayn makes his stomach swirl and puts a smile on his face. .... "Come on Tabby, if you don't hurry up we will miss the bus!" Louis shouts from the kitchen. It was finally Tuesday morning and they were running late for school and work. Tabby finally comes out of her room, her hair in bunches like Auntie Lottie had taught her and her school uniform all a bit crumpled as Louis never had the time for ironing. "Ready daddy," She says, pulling on her small Mary Jane shoes. "And you look beautiful as always, now come on princess," Louis hands her the small pink rucksack and pulls his coat on over his green work polo. "Wait daddy you crooky," Tabby said, Louis bends down so Tabby can straighten out his collar. After she does he presses a kiss on her cheek and grabs her hand. "Come on princess, looks like we might have to run today" He grabs his own bag and they quickly leave the flat locking the door behind them. The bus is just at the end of the road when they arrive at the bus stop, pulling in just in time. The same people he see's every morning give him a nod which he returns. London's a funny place, no one is really sociable enough to say 'good morning' like where Louis grew up. But they still would hold the bus if Louis was running late. "Mornin Alby," Tabby says to the old bus driver, beeping her pass on his machine. "Morning Tabby, have a great day at school," The old man's voice is gruff like his self but really he is a sweet heart. "Have a nice day bussing," Tabby says like she does every morning and drags Louis to the back at their normal seats. Like every day they place their bags under their feet and watch early London mornings go by. "Daddy has his date today," Louis says, Tabby looks up to him smiling. "Are you going to the ball, have you got a pretty costume?" She asks, Louis laughs shaking his head. "Unfortunately no princess, I'm taking Zayn out for lunch at the olive press," Tabby pouted when he mentions her favourite place to get pasta. "But daddy that's our place, Mr Antonio will miss me," Louis laughs, Tabby is such a charmer she has everyone loving her and giving her free things, mainly ice cream. "I will get you pasta for your tea ok, I can heat it up and it will be like we went together ok?" Tabby nodded leaning against Louis body. They arrive at their stop, say goodbye to Albert and cross the road. "Have a nice day at school princess, uncle Li is picking you up to take you to ballet ok?" Tabby nods. "Ok daddy, be good on your date. Get him flowers and chocolate," Louis laughs shaking his head "Maybe darling, I love you," He calls as she stars to head towards her friends "I love you Daddy, bye." He watches as she joins her friends in the line and then walk into class. Louis takes a deep sigh and starts walking down the road to the day care. Louis works at Safe hands child day care. He started the second year he sent Tabby, he was working shitty shift after shitty shift at too many cafe's and diners, all with an awful pay that was never enough for his bills. Louis had always loved kids, always. Having so many siblings kind of guides you in that direction. So he spent the morning doing arts and crafts, like they did every Tuesday morning. And like always the kids covered him in glue and glitter, decorating him more than the paper in front of them. But he didn't mind, their giggling and smiles made up for it. It was finally half 12, and the parents were arriving. Louis was nervously checking the clock every minute, he knew he had to leave now but Katie's parents hadn't arrived yet. "Jill I kind of have a date in 20 minutes, will you be aright if I go?" Louis asks, Jill sighs rolling her eyes. "Fine Louis, but you are on potty training tomorrow," Louis would agrees to whatever she said, He runs into the staff room, grabbing his bag and coat. There was no time for him to change as the bus will be there in 2 minutes. He yells a tanks to Jill and shoots out of the day care and runs down the road getting to the bus just before it shuts its doors. You see Louis was never good at being punctual. Antonio greeted him on the door with an over the top shake and kiss on the cheek. "Mr Louis, there is a gorgeous man coming in asking for your reservation. You never called but I gave him your usual table," Antonio said in strong Italian accent. "Thanks Antonio, that would be Zayn. He's nice isn't he," Louis looks over to where Zayn is looking down at his phone, Antonio scoffs "Nice no, beautiful angle yes. Now go Mr Louis, to your date" Antonio kisses his cheek and sends him off towards the table. He takes a deep breath as he arrives at their usual booth in the corner. "Hey sorry I'm late," Louis says, Zayn jumps a little looking up and smiles. God he had a beautiful face. "No problem, the enthusiastic Italian kept me occupied," Louis laughed sitting down "Seems like he has a bit of a thing for you, do I have competition?" Zayn asks wiggling his black eyebrows. "No it's Tabby they all have a thing for. Bit of a charmer that girl is, has everyone falling for her. Even Albert the grumpy bus driver." Zayn laughs, he stares at Louis for a minute and then pints at his polo. "So, I guess you work at a nursery?" Zayn asks, Louis nods looking down at his glittery and messy shirt. "Sorry I didn't have time to change, it was arts and crafts Tuesday and they kids like to decorate me. I can go change," Louis says grapping his bag, Zayn garbs his wrist. "No it's fine, it's cute really. I knew you would have a job like that, I thought maybe a pe teacher though," Zayn says, Louis raises his eyes brows. "Really, why did you think that?" He asks, Zayn rests his head on his fist. "Well there were loads of pictures of you playing footie in your room," He pauses or a minute, looking him up and down "And you defiantly have the body and stamina for it," Louis laughs! "I'll take that as a compliment babe," They chat and then Antonio comes over to take their order. "What will it be Mr Louis?" He asks, a pad in his hand. "The usual please, also could I possibly have Tabby's to take out. She was gutted she isn't invited, worried you would miss her Antonio," He laughs, shaking his head "She's my favourite customer Miss Tabby, I make her extra special pasta and her favourite cake," Antonio says, he bowled head shining in the light "Thank you Antonio, she will love that," He then turns to Zayn who is watching amused. "What will it be Mr Louis' gorgeous date?" Antonio asks, Zayn laughs but Louis notices the slight pink his cheeks go at the compliment. "I'll have a margarita pizza please," Antonio nods scribbling it down on his pad "oh also I think we better have a bottle of Champaign," Zayn says smirking, Antonio furiously nods and runs off, his apron flapping behind him. "So," Louis starts, his fingers knitting together in front of him. "Soo.." Zayn replies, Louis lets out a soft laugh. "I thought you would be a meat steak kind of guy," Louis says looking across at Zayn. "I would if it's halal and not pork," Zayn says, Lou lets out a 'oh' sound. "So your Muslim?" Louis asks, Zayn nods. "I used to live for the religion. When I was younger, a teenager it was all I did. I spent months learning Arabic and going over the Qur'an. But then I discovered things like sex, booze and weed." Louis laughs "Not as much anymore though?" Louis asks, Zayn shakes his head. "Not as much as I would like to be honest. My family are quite committed but we have always been laid back with it all. My sister were never forced to wear headscarf, and they didn't much to be honest only for like religious occasions." Louis' face seem to light up at the word 'sisters' "You have sisters? How many?" Zayn chuckles at Louis' enthusiasm. "3, Doniya, Waliyha, Safaa." Louis smiles "They are the best, but they are still in Bradford so I hardly ever see them?" Zayn softly said. Antonio interrupted them with a bottle of champers on ice. "the best n the house for Mr Louis and date," He says, pouring them both a glass of luxurious liquid. Louis took a small sip and sighed, it was like liquid gold. "Wow, this is good stuff Antonio," Louis said, Antonio nodded "Only the best for you," He then left, leaving the men alone. "So we're both Yorkshire through and through," Louis said rolling the glass around in his hand. "Where you from?" Zayn asks, sipping the fizzy liquid "Doncaster, I love it there but Tabby's mum lived here and we both though it would be better for me to move down." Zayn nodded, he didn't want to press on the whole how come you have a daughter when you're gay? kind of thing. "So any siblings?" Zayn asks "Yes 7, all of them are half though" Louis said chuckling a little at Zayn's socked face. "Are you ready for this, I'll go oldest to youngest." Zayn nods leaning closer "So there's Lottie who you kind of met, Georgia who is dad's, then Fliss, the Twins Daisy and Phoebe and the other twins Doris and Ernest," Zayn nods "When did your mum and dad split, if you don't mind me asking?" Zayn quickly adds at the end. "Of course not, I was young. But they are both happy now, my mum remarried last summer and everything is great," They carried on chatting getting to know each other, when their food came they shared each others. Laughing as Antonio came over with free ice cream, which was possibly the best ice-cream they had ever tasted. Now all was left was the last trickle of Champaign and Tabby's pasta to take out. "So, Mr famous DJ who is the most famous person on your phone?" Louis asks, a little tipsy from the champers. "well, me and Naughty boy are pretty tight. Shahid is a good bloke," Zayn says, rolling the glass around in his hand "What about you, met anyone famous? Well apart from me," Zayn said cockily, Louis just laughs. "Apart from footballers you probably have never heard of but are like God back home no, not really." He paused for a minute and then said "Except when I was 18 I saved up months of my wages to get front row tickets to see The Fray. I got a shout out for being the mental guy on the front row." Zayn laughed as Louis grinned. "I have to admit I have never heard much of their music," Zayn says, Louis pulls a shocked face. "What, you must have heard How to save a life. That used to be my signature song, blasting it out on the key boards at Toys R us," They both laughed "So you worked at Toys r Us?" Zayn asked, Louis nodded laughing. "Mate I think I have worked everywhere. I could barely keep a job for a couple months. Every single bloody coffee shop at home, every restaurant. Toys R us, asda, Costa I could go on. There was one point, when I first moved to London I was working two different Costa shops and a restaurant in the evening. Jaz couldn't work obviously because of Tabs, so it was all on me." Louis says, sadly smiling. Those were the hardest times of his life. Being a parent when he didn't want to be, being with a girl he only has to because he slept with her when he was way too drunk and confused about his sexuality. But now he wouldn't change it for the world. There was a silence at their table for a few minutes, Zayn was intrigued by this man. Every time he speaks he lets on a little more about himself but then cuts it out. He want to find out more and most of all help him. The silence was cut off by Louis' phone, a reminder that he has to leave. "Shit, I can't believe it's 4 already." Louis said, smiling at Zayn. "I have had a very nice afternoon, but I have to say, your next on making the move," Louis said collecting his stuff, getting his bus pass out from the bottom of his bag. "Hey the least I could do is give you a lift, to wherever you are going," Zayn said, Louis smiled and nodded "That would be really nice, thanks Zayn I spend way too many hours on the bus." They both make their way over to the till. Louis pays the bill and Zayn gives Antonio a large tip. "So you come again soon, yes?" Antonio asked, Zayn chuckled looking across to Louis. "We'll have to wait and see about that Antonio. You know he could turn out to have the worst habit that I just haven't discovered yet," They laughed and said good bye leaving the restaurant. Zayn boldly took Louis hand and guided him to the BMW tucked away in the corner. "Impressive," Louis said, slipping into the sleek leather chairs. It's been a while since he was been in a car with actual leather seats, not grim patterned material. "So where am I taking you?" Zayn asked, pulling out of the car park. Louis tells him the address of the dance school and they drive off. "Are you picking up Tabby?" Zayn asked, Louis nods relaxing into the comfy seats. "Yes, Tuesdays Ballet day then a week on Friday is the big performance," Louis said, the feel of pride bubble away. When give the opportunity to show off his daughter he will, as much as he can. "I can take you both back to your flat if you like," Zayn shyly suggests, looking away from the road to give him a quick glance before looking back. "Are you sure, I don't want to seem too cheeky?" Louis says, picking at a glob of glue on his t shirt. "It would be my honour, plus I think I need to stop being the scary man in Daddy's bed," Louis laughed, shaking his head. "Ye Tabby said she wants to meet you so she can decided whether or not we can be friends. She's got it all planned out you know so I am preparing you of many questions to come." When they pull up to the ballet school Tabby is waiting outside in the bench, Liam next to her and what seem to be Sophia sat on his knee. Louis can't help but grin at how happy his friend looked. "I'll just go out and get her, won't be a sec," Louis says, leaning over and giving Zayn a quick peck on the cheek. When he steps out of the car Liam is wiggling his eyebrows. "Look at you, all smug getting snugly with your new DJ," Liam said, Louis smacked him on the arm. "It was a good afternoon, that's all I'm saying," Louis said. "Daddy did you tell Antonio I was sorry?" Tabby sweetly asked, looking adorable in her pale pink tutu and leotard. "Sure did princess, and he has given you some treats for when we get home," Louis says, picking tabby up and putting heron his hip. She instantly wrapped her arms around his neck, snuggling her face into his jacket. "Well I better get going, hot date is waiting for me and all. I'll leave you two to do whatever you have wanted to do but no around a 4 year old," Louis said, Liam scoffed giving him a one armed hug, Louis kissed Sophia on the cheek and headed back to the car. "Daddy why we go this way?" Tabby asked in a tired voice, she was always knackered after ballet. Louis stopped to talk to her. "You remember Daddy's friend Zayn?" She nodded "You went to Antonio without me," Louis nodded "I Know baby I'm sorry but Zayn is driving us home so we don't have to take the bus. It's quicker which means you can have your pasta faster," She giggled at Louis rhyme. "Ok Daddy, Uncle Li give me estions," She said looking up at her father, Louis just laughed "It's questions babe, but I knew he would," Louis said opening the back door, Zayn turns around with a big smile on his face. "Hey Tabby, I'm Zayn," He says, Tabby giggles whilst Louis straps her up. "I know that silly, Daddy tell me lots," Zayn laughs "Really? Does your daddy talk about be a lot?" Zayn asked, Louis looks up to give Zayn a glare. "You don't have to answer that princess, now look after you bags for daddy please," Louis puts her pink bag next to her and gets into the front. telling Zayn the address. "Zen, where your home?" Tabby asks, Louis turns himself so he is sideways, Tabby and Zayn both in his eye line. Zayn looks back at her in the mirror. "I have a house next to the Themes, you know the big river?" Zayn asks, Tabby shakes her head looking at Louis. "Yes you do princess, remember Uncle Li took us on the boat trip?" Tabby nodded her head, soon remembering. "You home alone?" Tabby asks, Zayn nods. "yes apart from my bearded dragon called Arny," Zayn says, tabby gasps. "You have a dwagon, real dwagon?" She asks, Zayn laughs. "Kind of, he's like a small dragon. But Arny isn't mean or scary he is a softy really." Tabby nods, going silent for a few minutes, looking out of the window as they came closer to their home. They drove down the high street just around the corner from their flat, where Louis does all his shopping. Tabby looks at every shop as they stop at the traffic light, inspecting everything on the fake people in the windows. Gasping when she comes to the smaller manikin in her favourite shop, the Disney shop. Where Louis has to go a couple times a year to spend a painful amount on shit expensive dress up that Tabby just loves. "Daddy look, look daddy," Tabby yells pressing her face against the window. "New princess dress, daddy it's so pretty," Tabby says her voice amazed. Louis turns around just in time to catch a glimpse of the purple dress before the traffic lights change. "Baby you just got a new Elsa dress not too long ago, and it still fits you fine," Louis says, signing when he see's Tabby's desperate face. It pains him knowing he can't buy him everything his daughter wishes for. "But daddy it so pretty, and it's Repunsal and she's my favourite ever ever ever." She says pulling her cutest face. "Then why didn't you get that dress when Nana kindly bought you a new one?" Louis asks, Tabby frowns "They didn't have it then, Daddy can we get it please please please?" She begs, Louis firmly shakes his head. "No, you know you can't. Your birthday is in a few months, you will just have to wait," Tabby's upper lip wobble, on the verge from crying, opening her mouth to argue but Louis is not going to ruin his day in front of Zayn "Tabitha, you carry this on and straight to bed with no pasta or cebeebies," He says in a quite but firm voice. Tabby instantly knows when he uses that voice and her full name she has to stop. Zayn suddenly felt very out of place, yes he understood Louis was a father and that meant he had to use discipline. But he hadn't seen Louis like that and it made him feel a bit odd. Also it made him upset that he has too much money to know what to do with, as it is just him; whilst Louis is struggling on what he has. It made him want to help him even more, it made his feelings for him increase again a little. Dare he say he was falling for the bloke? "Here we are," Zayn said pulling up outside the flat, he smiled widely at Tabby and Louis. "Thanks Zen, you are ok and nice I will say to Uncle Li," Tabby said un buckling her seatbelt and grabbing her bag. "Thank you Tabby, you are very nice as well. Bye," Zayn says as she hops out of the car "Bye Bye Zen," She shut the door leaving just Louis and Zayn in the car. "I'm sorry, she's just upset about the dress. She has been waiting for it for a while now," Louis said, rubbing his face with his hands. "Don't worry about it Lou, Tabby's a 4 year old girl and I have 2 younger sisters I know what it's like." Louis smiles at Zayn, making them both feel warm inside. "Ooh, nick name now. I'll have to think one up for you " he said wiggling his eyebrows "But really thanks Zayn, for the lift and for not freaking out about Tabby." Zayn shook his head "No thank you for being such a nice person and making me want to get to know you and be in your life. And thanks for today I really enjoyed it," Zayn said happily "So shall we be seeing more of each other?" Louis asks, biting down on his bottom lip. "Most defiantly," .. Later that night, after a stroppy girl finally had a bat and went to bed Louis fell into his bed and looked up at the ceiling. This was his life, trying to support himself and his daughter on the measly wage he gets per month. Spending hours at the kitchen table with Liam by his side trying to work out all the bill taxes and loans: Putting money aside every week so he will have enough when it comes to birthdays and Christmas. And worst of all letting her princess down when he can't get her everything she wants. And where, in all of this, did Zayn fit in? The gorgeous, wealthy, incredible Zayn. He could see anything he likes and just buy it, Louis doesn't even have time to worry about his wardrobe and style. He would never go shopping to buy anything for him, it only happens when Lottie drags him to town and insists she pays for some new clothes. But he wanted Zayn to fit into all of this, and his mum always told him if you want something bad enough you will make it happen. So he grabs his phone of the bedside table and text's 'Can you be my Zee?'
I have more to this which I might post. I just think it is so cute and I had to finish it.
Dj Malik
Prompt: Zouis where Zayn is a famous DJ and Producer, meets Louis a Father of a 5 year old Girl Tabby. A bit of Lilo on the side. "Thanks Lots babe, I have needed a night out for a while now," Louis says hands Lottie the princess backpack as he drops his daughter off at his sisters. "It’s no problem Lou, Me and Tabby need some girl time. A night in of Disney films and make over’s will do us good," Lottie said ruffling Tabby’s hair, Louis rolls his eyes. "Please no makeup, I will allow nail varnish but Tabby is not having makeup until she is at least 13," Lottie rolled her eyes, Tabby giggled at her Auntie "Daddy I a big girl like Auntie Lottie," Tabby said looking up with her big bright blue eyes. Louis smiles kneeling down. "I know your Daddy’s girl. Be good for Auntie Lottie for daddy please?" Louis asked Tabby nodded "I’ll see you in the morning, love you princess" Louis gives his daughter a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Love you too daddy, bye bye," Louis say he goodbyes and leaves wishing them goodnight. Outside Liam was waiting in his battered ford for him. Louis felling into the ribbed grey seat. "So are you ready to get totally smashed?" Liam asked pulling out of the drive. "You don’t even know it. I need you to be my wing man tonight. It’s been too long since I have had a good shag, and I am sure there will be some hot lads," Liam laughed at his gay friend. "Sure mate, to be honest I will be surprised if the lad could get into your arse hole," Louis gasped at the offence punching Liam on the arm. "You cock, I think you would find my arse whole is always nicely slack," Liam gagged, making Louis giggle. The club was packed, to the brim. The bar was crowded with drunks, the dance floor densely populated with dancing body’s, sweat dripping from them in the hot room. "I’ll get us some drinks Lou, stay here," Liam shouted over the music before he started to weave himself through the crowd. Louis took this opportunity to inspect the crowd, trying to spot out prey. He was on the pull tonight. He is unsuccessful when Liam returns with 2 jack and cokes. "Can you believe it, look at the DJ booth!" Liam shouts gesturing to the booth in the corner. behind the white desk a tanned guy had headphones handing around his neck, his hair tightly pulled into a bun and a face that looked as if it was chiselled to perfection stood bouncing to the music. "Who is that, he’s fucking gorgeous!" Louis yelled over the music. "It’s Zayn Malik, one of the most famous Dj’s he does all the Ibiza clubs in the summer and he has like a record label." Liam shouts, Louis continues to stare at the sexy male. "Come on, he is going to be mine tonight," Louis said grabbing Liam’s hand and staring to drag him to the dance floor. "Lou are you having a laugh. He must get millions of guys and girls throwing their selves at him every night. Why would he go for you?" Liam asked as they stopped in the middle of the dance floor. "Because no man no hard they try can resist Louis William Tomlinson when he dances." Louis swiftly turns Liam around and starts to grind down on him. Liam just laughed used to Louis doing this at every party they go to. It’s not a rare thing t see, Louis grinding with his straight as a pole friend Liam. 2 more jack and cokes later and a few shots they were practically under the Dj booth, Louis was erotically swaying his hips from side to side. Every so often glancing up to Zayn, giving him ‘the eye’. "Mate I don’t think it is working," Liam said as Zayn just brushes him off again. "That’s it, shit is about to get real," Louis glanced around the room, trying to spot the security. "When I say you give me a boost," Louis said, Liam’s eyes grew wide "Are you having a fucking laugh?" Liam shook his head "No, I’m not. Are you ready." Louis glanced up to see if Zayn was looking "NOW LI!" Louis shouts Liam wraps his palms around Louis hips and lifts him up. Louis grabs onto the pole and pulls himself up so he is perching just above the decs. "Mate what the fuck?" Zayn yells when he see’s Louis. "You weren’t falling for my dancing so I had to take a more forward approach," Louis said smirking "So you jumped up onto my booth. I would have gone for maybe a hey or something," Zayn said, Louis shrugged "I’m not that kind of lad. So you going to invite me in?" Louis teased. Zayn rolled his eyes. "It’s a bit late no aint it," Luis shrugged giving out his hand, Zayn took it and helped him down next to him. Louis gave Liam a slight wave, Liam shook his head and turned away to the bar. "Bit tight aren’t you, ditching your mate for me?" Zayn said, Louis leant against the table, shrugging. "He knew what he was install for when he agreed to come out with me. This is my first night out for months," Zayn pulled a face. "Really, what’s stopped you?" Zayn asked, Louis knew bring up that he had a daughter right now would be a fabulous mood killer. "You know, you get busy with stuff. So I have been told your pretty famous or something, Zayn is it?" Louis asked, leaning onto his elbows to get a better look at his flawless tanned face. "Yes. You could say I do a few bits here a there. What about you, with a pretty face like yours you must do a few bits here and there" Zayn said raising his eyes brows, Louis laughs. "Only if their special. I’m Louis," He holds out his petit hand and Zayn shakes it. Louis soft skin rubbing against his rough. Zayn gave it a tight squeeze liking the feeling of such a small hand in his own. Louis smiles and looks down to insect all the technology. "So, are you going to show me how this all works?" He sweetly asked, nudging himself closer to Zayn, so his wide hips rubbed against Zayn’s. "I might as well as it looks like you might me staying here for a while. Here," Zayn picks up a spare pain of cans and puts the around Louis’ head, becoming face to face to him. Only then did Zayn realise how beautiful Louis eyes actually were. Every colour of blue you could imagine and clashing together in a swirling pit of endless colour. "You done admiring?" Louis cockily asks, Zayn scoffs but still turns away as his cheeks heat up a little bit. "Don’t worry babe you are pretty eyes as well," Louis whispers in Zayn’s ear as he turns away to tab some buttons. "So you pick a song from here," Zayn says ignoring what Louis had just said to him, Louis juts grins and starts listening to his instructions. 30 minutes later Louis was practically the new David Guetta, people on the dance floor shout songs at him and he would soon have them plating. The number of people on the dance floor seams to increase after every song he player. Or Zayn thins they are just there to see this gorgeously fit bloke dancing, as Louis is constantly wiggling his hips and jumping up and down. Zayn’s eyes can’t resist a sneaky glance at his jiggling ass. "your pretty good at this," Zayn says sipping on his drink, Louis just shrugs. "I’m good and pushing buttons and turning knobs," Louis cheekily says, Zayn chokes a bit of his drink but covers in with a cough. His hand rubs against his stubbly, scratching it like he does when he is nervous. Not that he was nervous, just being around such a empowering person can make you feel certain ways. "You’re pretty determined to shag me aren’t you," Zayn said, Louis shamelessly nods. "I came out tonight with one things on my agenda, that to be shag a hot bloke. I have my hot bloke, I just have to get him home," Louis says mobbing closer to Zayn with every word. They were miller meters apart, Zayn could taste Louis breath and Louis could taste Zayn’s. "I finish at 2," Zayn says, his hands reach out to Louis’ shoulders, spreading his palms across them and down his muscular arms. Louis grins leaning into his touch. It was just going to go 12, Louis could wait another 2 hours, but he wants Zayn now "Or we could sneak away," Louis says, Zayn gives him a stern look, Louis giggles. "I will be back with a few more drinks and see what you say after that," Louis turn away and walks away swaying his hips. He spots Liam chatting up a pretty brunette. Liam smirks when he see’s Louis coming over. "So how is it going, pulling the Zayn Malik?" Liam asks, clapping Louis on the back. "He isn’t drunk enough yet but we are getting there. I just have to convince him to finish early, there ain’t no way I am waiting another two hours." Liam laughs as Louis leans over the bar and orders6 shots of tequila "So who’s this?" Louis asks, turning o the girl. "I’m Sophia," She said, Louis shakes her hand, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "yes I think I have heard that name. Li is this the girl you stalked from Tabby’s dance class?" Louis asked Liam went red, Sophia laughed pecking Liam sweetly on the lips. "I thought I could feel someone staring at when I brought Danni her purse, didn’t know it was you Liam," Liam shrugged looking down at his drink. "Oh don’t be embarrassed Li, I wouldn’t dare tell her how you tried to pull Danielle and it went nowhere," Liam looked up and gave him a death glare. "I’ll let him tell you that Sophia, I better get back to pulling my DJ, if it goes well you won’t see me Liam so good night," Louis smirks and walks away. He managed to get Zayn do the shots with him and then they were both pretty drunk. "come on please let’s just sneak off. I have a really nice bottle of whisky at mine we can finish off." Louis said leaning into Zayn, he sneaked his small hands into the pocket of Zayn’s tight jeans. "Lou I have a job to do," Zayn said, his voice wavering a little as Louis’s fingers start to press tighter into his flesh. Louis pressed his plum lips on Zayn’s neck, scraping his teeth along the edge of his stubble sucking the tender skin. "Zayn, you can just play one of your continues play lists, I know you have them Liam players them when he has parties," Louis wiggles his hips, their crotches rubbing against each other, Zayn lets out a quiet moan but Louis feels it against his lips. "You are so lucky you have that ass or I would have kicked you out the moment you jumped up to my booth," Zayn growls, harshly turning around he quickly presses a few buttons, replacing his laptop with a cd. "Stay here I won’t be long," Zayn collects a few things and shoving them in his bag before he leaves to booth heading for a door that reads staff only. Louis can’t get the smirk of his face as Zayn returns in a leather jacket and sunglasses cover his eyes. "We have to be quick before they notice." Zayn grabbed Louis hands and pulled his quickly though the tight crowd. Before they knew it they were freed to the cold night, a cab waiting for them. .. Back at Louis’ modest flat they were lead across his bed, passing the bottle of whisky back and forth in between making out. Louis had quickly taken them to the bedroom to limit the risk of Zayn spotting any of the bright pink toys and clothes he hadn’t tidied up. When both of them were finally nude, the practically empty bottle was put to one side and Zayn straddled Louis, his throbbing cock dangling brush over Louis’ belly. "are you ready for this?" Zayn softly asks, Louis’ small hands was rubbing up and down his tones chest "Babe I was ready for this the minute I saw you in the club," Zayn came down on his, lips attacking his soft skin, hands exploring every inch of this new found addition of his. Louis Tomlinson. It was amazing to say the least, the most beautiful sex someone could ever have, if sex even could be beautiful. Maybe it was just because Zayn was beautiful. Maybe it was just because Louis was beautiful. It was different, in a special way Zayn didn’t find himself wanting to go home after a one night stand. He found himself wanting to cuddle with the one night stand Louis didn’t find himself begging for the boy to leave, he found himself begging for him to stay right here in his arms. "Are you glad then?" Louis quietly asked as the first signs of morning kicked in. "Glad about what?" Zayn softly asked, His large hands circling patterns on Louis chest. "That I jumped up into your booth, that I made it my mission to get in your pants." Zayn chuckled, nodding his head slowly, his now messy black hair tickling Louis’ face. "Very, I have a feeling though that you might have to jump back into my Dj booth again next Friday night," Louis giggled shaking his head. "Or I could just give you my number. I think it’s your turn now, I made the first move," Louis said, wiggling his toes against Zayn’s surprisingly thin legs. "Well, we will have to see about that," ….. "DADDY! Daddy, daddy, daddy!" The small girl yelled as she pounded through the flat into Lou’s bedroom, kicking of her crocs before jumping onto her father’s bed. "Daddy wake up! Wake up!" She said giggling, she jumped on the closest lump of body. Only to look at the face and scream hysterically. Zayn squinted his eyes open at the deafening scream. "What the fuck?" He asked confused, this made the little girl scream more. "You’re not my daddy," Tears started to poor down her face. Zayn looked next to him to see Louis starting to wake up in Zayn’s arms. His eyes opening wide in shock when he hears the cries. Louis suddenly jumps up in the bed. "Tabby, princess what you doing here?" Louis asks, pulling the small crying girl onto her lap, rocking her like a new born. Zayn stared in shock and confused. Why was that girl calling Lou her daddy, why was she even in this flat. "Daddy who that man?" She asked through tears pointing to Zayn "thought it was you, but not," Louis shhed her rocking her soothingly and pressing kisses on her cheeks. "It’s ok Princess, Daddy’s here. Where’s Auntie Lottie?" Louis asked, Zayn stared in amazement, how Louis had totally just blocked him out, focusing on the girl who seemed to be his daughter. "She, she go shop." Tabby said, more relaxed now. Louis sighed looking across the room to where his clothes were. Louis placed his daughter on the bed and got out, Louis wasn’t bothered about being but naked in situations like this is where his fatherly nature kicks in and he just needs to make sure his daughter is ok. Louis grabs his boxers and t shirt pulling them up. He then collects all the clothes that belonged to Zayn dropped them up the bed. Zayn looked up into his eyes for the first time this morning. "You can leave, I don’t mind. The bathroom is just down the hall," And with that Louis picked up Tabby and left the room. Zayn sat on the bed in shock. What the hell was going on, so Louis had a kid. That was why he never came out clubbing, that was why he rushed him through the house to the bedroom. Zayn was actually amazed because watching Louis just then he could tell he was a good father. Zayn got out of the bed and put on his clothes from last night. In a full length mirror he checked he didn’t look to scruffy. Rubbing his fingers through his hair a couple times and then scrapping them across his face. He quickly made the bed as nicely as he could. Glancing around the room he collected his phone and jacket, on top of a desk he noticed a pad of paper. He quickly snatched a pen and scribbled down his number laying it on the pillow. His eyes now wandered around the room, properly taking it in, not like last night when all he was focused on was the gorgeous man. One thing stood out to him was how many pictures there were, in total 3 pin boards covered in pictures, he noticed the same 4 girls in a few of them. They all looked similar, they must have been family. There was plenty with the lad he came with last night, Liam was it? The cutest out of them all was Louis sat in what looked like a hospital chair and the tiniest baby you have ever seen in his arms, Louis was grinning so much it made the picture shine. In fact that whole pin board was just pictures of his Daughter, he noticed scribbled on the wood in black pen, ‘My Princess Tabby’ There was activity in the flat now, Zayn could hear the voices of a tv and two people talking one he was certain was Louis. He tried to remember what the flat looked like from last night, but nothing came to him except the small hand he had held tightly in his. "Here is goes," With his coat and shoes in hand he tiptoed out of the room, glancing into the first door he saw a very pink room, and on its bed Tabby sat with a laptop on his lap watching some kind of film. Thankfully she was so focused on that Zayn could sneak past before she saw him. Zayn carried on, getting closer to the voices. "Why did you come so early, I was going to text you and then go pick her up and take her to the par. Why did you bring her," Louis whined to the blond girl sat next to him on the sofa, both of them had tea in their hands. "Lou I’m sorry I ruined your one night stand. But she had a rough night and really all she needed was her daddy," The girl said, Louis let out a sigh. He glanced up and saw Zayn in the door way. "Oh Zayn the door is just there," Louis said sadly, pointing towards the black door. "Yeah, I know. But can I speak to you first, real quick?" Zayn asked, trying to sound as confident as he could but right now he was completely out of his comfort zone. The girl looked up and forced a smile. "I’m going to check on Tabs," She got up and brushed past him, leaving Just Louis and Zayn. "Sit down," Louis said gesturing to the now vacant spot next to him "Why haven’t you left?" Louis asked as soon as Zayn sat down next to him. "Lou I couldn’t just leave. I just experienced one of the most confusing mornings ever," He said scratching at his tick stubble. "Zayn I get it. Waking up to find the guy you slept with actually has a kid and she’s screaming and crying because you were on my side, it’s weird confusing and I get that you won’t ever want to see me again. I’m sorry I just walked out on you like that but she is my baby, I had to make sure she was aright." Louis quickly explained. "But I do want to see you again." Zayn quietly says, looking down at his rough hands. Why was he so nervous? "What? Why?" Louis asked, now he was confused. "This doesn’t change anything from last night, so ye you have a kid I’m not the best with kids but I can work on that. You are still the hot, sexy, gorgeous lad who wanted to shag me so much he climbed up into my DJ booth. You are still the incredibly man you was mind-blowing last night. You are still the guy that it’s my turn to make the move on," Zayn stopped to get closer to Louis "So this is me making my move," Zayn pressed his thinner chapped lips against Louis’ plump ones. It was a all mighty kiss, not like the drunk sloppy ones they shared last night. A proper meaningfully kiss. Louis pulled away sighing, then pressed a firm kiss on Zayn’s lips. "So I have a kid, Tabby," He softly says. "So you have a kid tabby, I have a bearded dragon called Arnie," Louis let out a soft giggle, biting one of his red lips. "Alright, so what happens now?" Louis asks as he watches Zayn get up and put on his coat and shoes. "My number is on the bed, it’s your turn now," Zayn winked, leaning down to give him one last kiss and then left the flat.
Might do a squeal to this, let me know what you think x
How much?
Ziam and Zayn spends a little too much on a car. Short one Zayn was napping on the couch when Liam came storming in his timberland boots making a racket. "Zayn, wake up!" His hand shaking on his boyfriends shoulder. It took a few more calls for him to wake up. "Oh hey Li, is everything alright?" Zayn asked rubbing his sleep filled eyes. "No. Everything is not alright!" Liam grumpily sat down on the sofa next to Zayn slapping the magazine onto his lap "What's up love?" Zayn asked. "What's up, maybe that you spent a million fucking quid on a fucking car!" Liam's voice crescendoed as he spoke. "Li I don't really think you can be mad at me for that" Zayn said brushing his hair to one side "we are bloody millionaires and it's my money I can do what I like with it" he tried to kiss Liam but he pulled away "I get we're young and rich, we have a lot of money. But we both decided that we would tell each other when we decide to make a major buy. This Zayn was a major buy and I find out through a magazine. This isn't how a relationship works. Whatever happened to keeping ourselves grounded?" Liam asked getting more frustrated "Li babe calm down please. I am sorry I didn't tell you. But me and Lou where watching top gear and bloody hell it was a good car. You know what we are like when us two are looking at cars!" Zayn pressed a kiss on Liam's cheek "It's just, a million is a lot of money Z," Liam sighed pouting his plump limps that made it almost impossible for Zayn to refrain from taking them in between his teeth. "How bout you come and have a look at it. Maybe then you will change your mind" Zayn suggested and stood up holding his hand out for Liam. He took it and followed Zayn to their under ground garage. He lead him through their ridiculous amount of cars. In the corner there was a new shiny red Ferrari. Liam managed to keep his gasp in because it was a nice car, a very nice car. Zayn noticed Liam's quick intake of air. He pulled the keys out of his pocket handing them to Liam "How bout you take it for a spin?" He suggests "Are you sure?" Liam asks Zayn chuckles opening the door for Liam to climb in and jumps in the over side. Zayn types in the security cold and the garage opens. Soon Liam speeds off down their long private road. "Fucking hell!" Liam yells as he speeds over 100 mph. Zayn laughing beside him. After a lot of speeding they pull up to the side of the road. "So?" Zayn asks, wiggling his eye brows. "Ok. I admit it is a fucking nice car. Maybe I might let this one slide," Zayn chuckles as Liam leans over the gear stick and gives Zayn a kiss. He instantly takes Liam's plump lips in between his. After a few minutes he pulls away panting "As much as I love you Li babe, please no sex in the new car"
Gingerbread dicks
Prompt: Larry Au. Harry is a stay at home song writer, Louis is a office worker for designing cereal packets. Louis comes home after a meeting and then a quick stop to the sexy shop as he likes to call it, run by their friend Niall. He had given them a new product to try out, deep throating spray.
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Louis fumbled with his keys as he unlocks the door to his and Harry's shared modest town house, they have owned for a little under 2 years. After their 3rd year together they decided that they needed an expansion from Louis' small two bed roomed flat. As Louis carefully placed his brogues in the porch Harry wanders out from the living room, his hair held back by a thin elastic dressed in only a long loose t shirt. Louis cant resist his eyes from wondering up his long deliciously pale legs to the round of his bum. "Hello love," He says placing Bell, the small white kitten, that had been curled up in his arms down and she instantly rubs against his bare ankle. "Hey babe," Louis says leaning over to give him a quick peck "Had a good day?" He asks hanging up his coat and throwing his brown leather shoulder bag on the banister, smirking as he catches a blimps of the leopard print plastic bag that Niall insists they have to use "Yes, finished the song I have been working on and sent that off. I also made some gingerbread dicks," Louis laughs at how innocently he says it, pressing a kiss on his cheek his stubble rubbing against Harry's softer skin "You're the best H," Louis says following Harry beck into the living room, judge Judy is on quietly as Louis collapses on the worn leather sofa. "Been a long day?" Harry asks curling around his legs at the other end, Bell is instantly picked up and placed on his lap. "There is only so much cereal a man can take," Harry chuckles, its deep and throaty, after all these years he still hasn't managed to wrap his head around how somebody can be so graceful yet clumsy. So manly yet feminine and gentle. How Harry is Harry. "But never mind that H, come and give me a kiss." The kitten is put the one side and Harry slide down the sofa, laying one leg on each side of Louis's left, his plans flat on Louis' pecks. Harry's long hair tickles Louis as he leans down and their lips meet. Harry tastes like gingerbread dough, Louis tastes like tea. Louis spreads his smaller hands over Harry's pale thighs, gently massaging the flesh. Harry moans into his mouth, winding his long fingers into Louis now flopped quiff, the other moves down to loosen his tight tie. They carry on like this, in their own little word, kissing sweetly and slowly at their own pace. The occasional moan as their hands explore the familiar body. Eventually Louis shirt is unbuttoned and falling over his shoulders as Harry attacks his neck and shoulders. Both of them rotating their hips to find any friction. "Haz, H" Louis breathlessly moan, Harry unlatches from his neck, looking up at his through his small but dense lashes. "I got us something, in my bag." He says, more collectively now, smirking as Harry jumped up, his erection blatantly poking out from under his shirt. Louis balls up his shirt and drops in on the carpet, he starts to undo his belt and suit trousers when Harry returns with the leopard print bag. "You went to see Ni without me," He says pouting a little, and he climbs back on to straddle Louis. "He texted me as soon as this order arrived I wanted to surprise you," Louis takes the bag from him and takes out the small bottle with a nozzle on the end. "What is it," Harry asks trying to turn his head so he can read the label. But Louis covers it with his hand. "Open up," Lou says, smiling at how trustingly Harry opens his mouth, we watches with confused eyes as Louis sprays the strawberry liquid down his throat. "Lou what is it, its tastes weird. Why can't I feel my tongue?" He asks wiggling his tongue around. "Well it's a known fact that in our relationship I am the king of blowy's and you couldn't give a good head to save your life H," Louis says, chuckling as Harry scrunches up his eyes brows. "You wasn't saying that the time we went clubbing remember in the booth," His speech sounds different with is now numb tongue "Everything seams better when you are smashed H, but this stuff numbs your throat so your gag reflex just like stops," Harry raises his eyes brows. "So really this is a present for you, not me," Louis smirks a little, pressing a kiss on his lips "Blowy for blowy?" Louis says, Harry then can't refuse as he starts to unbuckle Louis pants pulling them down along with his tight boxers. His cock lazily layer against his bare chest. Harry easily wraps one of his large hands around it, and with a few flicks of his wrists Lou is properly hard. Harry looks a little nervous as he leans down, taking in Louis' head first, swirling his tongue around the slit just like Louis does on him. It seam to work as Louis lets out small moans, that gradually increase as Harry gets more into it and the pleasure increases. Harry has taken half of him, and with the guidance of Louis pulling his long hair is bobbing up and down. Harry tries to ignore the ache beginning to build in his jaw and focus on the dick in his mouth and the moans and whimpers coming from his boyfriends mouth. "You're doing so well H, so well," Louis says, he voice breaking half way through as Harry changes his angle. This make Louis moan even louder and his lips trust upwards trying to get more into Harry's warm and tight mouth. Harry tried to hold his gag and he pushed away from Louis cock, taking a breather for a second. The cool air he breaths onto Louis makes him squirm in contrast from Harry's hot mouth "'m sorry, just too good," Louis lazily says, his fingers lightly scratching Harry's scalp. "More spray," His voice if deeper than usual and Louis hands him the bottle. Harry quickly spray it 3 more times, waits for a second and slide back down onto Louis cock. He groans deeply as Harry's cheeks hollow, his rhythm speeding up. Louis can feel the end is close, as his moans get more needy. "H, s'good, more" Louis grunts as Harry's large hand takes one of his balls and massages it, touching him in all the right places that Harry knows makes him squirm. This and the sight of his cock imprinted in Harry's throat sends him over the edge. "Fuck, Haz, H fuck," He grunts as his comes, Harry pulls away just as he does, the salty substance colouring his lips and chin. He cheekily pokes out his tongue and licks it off. Louis groan his head falling off the back of the sofa arm. "Good then?" Harry asks his voice horse as he climbs up Louis chest, resting his head against the side of his neck. Lou makes sounds of satisfaction, he pressed a kiss on Harry's kiss. "That was even better than a hooker I had suck me off, Jesus H if I knew you could do that with a little numbing spray you would be sucking me off at every given opportunity." Harry chuckles, "Wait, hooker?" Louis scoffs kissing Harry's cheek, grateful for having the best guy he could by his side. "That is the only thing you got from that, not the fact I am going to make you suck me off all the time," Harry shrugged "Don't worry I was a confused 17 year old," "I liked, it giving and not receiving. You look pretty from that angle," He sweetly says kissing Lou, who latches on to his swollen sticky lips. He pulls away after a minute and says "Can you suck me off now then?" But of a smutty one this, but thought Haz was being a cutie. Hope you like it. Bye.
'I may return your call'
Random one shot I had an idea for whilst watching X factor and I saw Louis in one of the clips and we all know how much of an 'x factor nerd' he is.
Prompt: Orla 25 was a Country and Folk singer, there was literally no one like her in the whole of the X Factor competition and she was amazed to be in the 3rd week of live shows. She kept herself to herself, but her mentor Simon wanted her to be more out there like the rest of the acts.
Orla's POV
At the back row, taking up three seats. I stretched out with a gy=guitar on my lap and my head phones plugged in. My Aunt Clair was chatting away and I just listened. She had raised me since I was a baby, my parent travelling around the world as musicians. They were my inspiration.
I called her every rehearsal and plugged in my headphones so we could hear each other but no one else could. I would keep the head phones round my neck whilst I sang so she could listen to me and the others, giving me feedback. She was who I wanted and needed to impress.
I knew I was different here. Everyone else sings modern pop, tacky upbeat songs that I simply can't stand. I liked to feel the instruments coming through the vocals, real music.
I was quiet, I was different. I felt unwanted and untalented. As the other acts would stare at me as I sang. But I couldn't care less, I am who I am, and there is no changing that.
Everyone sat right close to the stage, watching closely to their opponents. Today it was over 25's and boys. I couldn't help but cringe and Stevie sang a even worse version of footloose. But everyone seemed to enjoy his cheesy crappy dance moves and singing, even him.
He's been at every rehearsal. I know he was on the show before but really, trying to show off your success? Your fame?
But like Clair always says, never judge a book by its cover.
"So what's going on now, I can hear some crappy vocals and clapping" Clair says, I chuckled
"Stevie has just finished singing footloose. And looks like he seemed to enjoy it, like every other act" I scoff plucking the guitar strings absentmindedly
"Aaw bless him, I bet he just wants to show how if you work hard, this show does let you become who you want to become" Claire says, I make a 'uugh' sound
"I think the show should be about just vocals, say with an instrument in your hands and I microphone at your mouth" Claire laughs
"That's your bloody parents coming through again" We went silent again and I heard Claire typing away at her computer, she worked as a hospital secretary, nothing much, but it kept us and her son Billy going.
I watched as Simon spoke to Stevie and Stevie replied making Simon and him laugh. I rolled my eyes and strummed a random chord sequence. Paul was now on the stage and Mel had took Simons place in front of the stage.
Him and Simon where sat in the judged chairs chatting, I watched as I say my name leave Simon's mouth and his eyes flick over to me.
"They're talking about me, him and Simon" I quietly say to Claire
"About what, can you hear?" She eagerly asked, always a nosey beggar
"No they are like 10 meters away but I saw Simon say my name and he looked at me, oh wait shit he has got up" He readjusted his beanie and walked over to the hot drinks table
"Is he coming over?" Claire asked
"No he's getting a drink, no wait two. Oh shit he is coming over" I hiss as his eyes seam to lock on my face and I force myself to look down at my lyric sheet .
"keep me on" Claire said down the headphones
"What do I do?" I quietly whisper, my mouth right near the microphone
"Just play it cool, a-"
"Hi" He said, blocking out what Claire had to say "I'm Louis, you must be Orla Si was telling me about" He placed a cup on the seat next to me and sat on the chair below
"Hi, er yeah. Nice to meet you" I say
"You too, I didn't know what you drank so I just for a cuppa tea, everyone loves a cuppa" He said, his accent was strong, and he handed me sugar and milk sachets
"Eer thanks" I took the lid off and took out the tea bag, pouring in half a sachet of sugar.
"You can tell a lot from a person by what they add to their tea" He said raising is eyes brows at my black strong tea. I didn't reply
"He sounds hot, is he hot?" I hear Claire whisper, I hid my laughter in a cough
"So movie week what song are you singing?" He asks, sipping on his very milky tea
"Greace, hopelessly devoted to you" He seems to light up at my song choice
"I played Danni on the school production in your 11, I do love a bit of grease" He said smiling. "So how are you liking it all, It can be a bit weird getting moved out away from family and such" I shrug
"My family move around a lot, it's not much different to that, I talk to everyone a lot. I'm just, being social able isn't really my thing, I haven't really spoken to any of the other acts. A Part from Chloe, and she's gone now." I shrug, my fingers running up and down the strings
"I'm sure you will find your place as the weeks go by," He said, I shrug
"I guess so, if I last much longer," Louis shakes his head
"No, stop now. You have to be positive, if you want to get far, you have to be. If you don't believe in yourself, you will get nowhere. Posative attitude changes everything, trust me. As soon as I found out I wasn't through in boot camp I never wanted to even see that X again, But now look at me, I can't keep away from this place"
"You haven't even seen me sing yet"
"Well, we better change that" He grabs my hand and helps me up and drags me down to the stage
"What's happening," Claire asks, making me jump
"I am being dragged to the stage by Louis" I quietly say, So He doesn't think I am talking to myself
"Orla's up next" Louis says to the tech man, who gives me a microphone and I hand him my guitar so he can get it all plugged in.
"Are you happy with the song choice?" Simon asks I nod
"I love it, I have changed it up a little." Simon smiled
"I'm excited to hear it."
I stand on the X and start to pluck my strings. In the little riff I made up before going into the chords and starting to sing.
"Guess mine is not the first heart broken My eyes are not the first to cry I'm not the first to know There's just no getting over you" I start of quiet, in the verses
"You know I'm just a fool who's willing To sit around and wait for you But, baby, can't you see There's nothing else for me to do? I'm hopelessly devoted to you" I slowly build up the dynamics of the music, my guitar coming stronger and starting into the chores
"But now there's nowhere to hide Since you pushed my love aside I'm out of my head Hopelessly devoted to you Hopelessly devoted to you Hopelessly devoted to you" I sing loudly, pronouncing every syllable with almost anger, careful not to snap a guitar string
My head is saying, "Fool, forget him." My heart is saying, "Don't let go. Hold on till the end." And that's what I intend to do I'm hopelessly devoted to you" I quite the guitar down little but keep up with the singing, but gradually getting much quieter for the ending
But now there's nowhere to hide Since you pushed my love aside I'm out of my head Hopelessly devoted to you Hopelessly devoted to you Hopelessly devoted to you" I quietly finish, plucking the last notes.
A loud applause spreads around the room and I am pulled out of my singing comfort zone, Simon smiles clapping and comes up to the stage
"I loved that, it's different, kind of not what you expect from that kind of song. Well done Orla, keep up like that and you will be lasting a long time here.
"Thanks Simon, it means a lot." I smile unplugging myself
"And don't be scared to talk to me about anything, I have been on this show for years and I know all the about the struggles of being different and I only want the best for you" I nod and smile, taking myself off to backstage, only to be met by a smirking Louis leant against the wall.
"I'm sure you're going to be sticking around here for a while," He says grinning, I can't help but smile.
"You might be right, maybe all I need it a bit more positive attitude," I smirk, he chuckles, bringing his phone out of his pocket.
"Well I simply must have your number then, I'm know for having a sick positive vibe," I roll my eyes and laugh.
"Fine, but only because you have nice arms," I take the phone form his hands as he flexes pulling a satisfied face
"I have a feeling these nice arms might just have to take you out on a date," He cockily says, I tut handing back his phone
"Mate you haven't even got up to the 'I may return your call' level yet,"
So here's my first one. Random I know i wrote it a while back. Hope you liked it. XOXO
Also
I also have written some One Direction fanfics, they aren't the best but i'm proud of them. Here's the link to my wattpad account http://www.wattpad.com/user/Onederfulgurl
So...
Every so often everyone gets the urges of creativity, whether it be painting, writing, singing. Mine is writing One Directions shots, probably all boyxboy. And i hope you enjoy them