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[dailylmgifs]

Haywards Heath, England - 01/09

[perriies]

♡ H. STYLES !

“I’m only a few steps into the mansion and I’ve already managed to break my mac book somehow while I was carrying everything up to my room. It was the limited edition rose gold edition, as well, which makes this mishap even more tragic. But the good news is, however, that my Shania Twain record seems to have made it in one piece. So I’ll count this as a success still, I suppose.”

“ that’s just a bloody misfortune, innit ? m’sorry t’ hear that babe, if ya want t’ borrow mine you’re more than welcome t’ do just that. ah shania twain is a queen so m’pretty content her record made it safely. along with you aside it, obviously. ”

[perriies]

♡ D. CAMERON !

McDonald’s is out here competing with Starbucks these days, and I’m so here for it. If anyone’s actually tried their new caramel macchiato, was it any good? Because I mean fuck, man. I might just switch teams here if I can get coffee and a meal for less than $20 for a change.

i don’t think mcdonald’s could ever compete with starbucks though, that’s th’ thing. both are equally as lovely but i can’t quite get like th’ whole . . one bein’ better than th’ other one.

[perriebomb]

DNA being played on the radio since 2012

[perriies]

♡ D. CAMPBELL !

“I’m just in a great mood, been super happy lately. Glad you’re doing well.”

“ well ain’t that just bloody fantastic for you then ! can’t say m’unhappy meself honestly. thanks for that though, babe. ”

[birdasaurus]

[perriies]

♡ D. CAMPBELL !

“Of course I do. But I’m great! Living life. How’re you, love?”

“ well don’t get too much o’ a bit head there, but that’s . . good i think. m’doin’ pretty well as well. ”

[perriies]

♡ D. CAMPBELL !

“Exactly, it’s a must now, no back outs.”

“ me point exactly ! glad ya understand, babe. neverth’less, ‘ow’re ya doin’ ?  ”

[perriies]

♡ K. MCNAMARA !

“Yeah, I suppose that’s true.”

“ s’always good t’ show your appreciation t’ people. s’what i live by at least. ”

[perriies]

✒ WRITINGS // L. TOMLINSON !

    only perrie would literally lean over & steal a bottle from the bar ; she’s a wild one, that girl. a little more so than what louis’ used to, at least. meeting the bartender’s gaze, louis simply lifts his shoulders as if to say, what can you do ? “ just add that to my tab, ” he comments, before he’s back to following after the blonde once more. it’s embarrassing, really. how READILY louis traipses after her. perhaps it’s because she looks so good, that his focus doesn’t stray. or maybe it’s because it’s perrie. he accepts it readily, however. just as he does her hand against his face. & he can’t deny that the blonde’s liking for such a fact is at least part of the reason that he doesn’t shave quite so frequently these days - especially so leading up to time spent with the younger. “ well, my focus is more on you, darling. & less on that pretty outfit of yours. ” then, he’s slumping down onto his seat, reaching across to nab the bottle from perrie’s grasp. “ no chance you could have hidden it, ” he shrugs, pouring a decent amount of liquor into his glass that he then proceeds to down in one swift motion. “ i appreciate that you tried, though. ”

          surely perrie doesn’t care in regards to the rules of life, even if it includes taking a bottle of liquor from behind the bar. no big deal, she’s done worse as the media’s well aware of. honestly she’d rather have fun anyways & if people are going to be as much of a buzzkill over something as petty as a bottle well, maybe the world is going to shit in a hand basket. nevertheless she pours some of it into her own cup, sloshing it around just before taking a large swig with an amused giggle muffled into the hallowed area. “ well at least ye’ care for me n’ not me outfit or whatever. must admit though, you look lovely as usual. ” the blonde admits, another drink following her words just as her free hand brushes teasingly to his thigh. “ mm, probably not, unless i shoved it up me arse or somethin’ ridiculous which . . people ‘ave done, don’t think m’crazy for sayin’ so. ” she laughs afterwards, reaching to push her hair back while a warm smile works to her features. “ what can i say ? i like t’ make people proud as possible. ”

[perriies]

♡ K. MCNAMARA !

“Please, no need to thank me.”

“ there’s always need t’ thank people, s’what i do, innit. ”

[perriies]

♡ D. CAMPBELL !

“Exactly, it’s only right to be honest. A weekly date for Pres and VP.”

“ it’s obviously somethin’ that needs t’ be done, n’ well, we have no choice. ”

[perriesource]

perrieedwards: Happy ☀️

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✒ WRITINGS // L. TOMLINSON !

        it’s nice to be back in familiar territory. once upon a time, the nice guy had very much been louis’ stomping ground. it’s less so now, but he still has his connections ( unfortunately ) & it’s awfully tempting to disappear in the direction of the bathrooms to score something a little harder than weed & liquor. but, as tempting as it might be, he’s not got preston looking out for him that night & really, he can’t be bothered in potentially getting his name into another scandal. nor does he have the energy to leave perrie with excuses. so, he simply follows the blonde through the crowd & in the direction of the bar. “ could have just nabbed a table & bottle, y’know, ” he comments, before his attention is shifting to order a vodka red bull & then back to perrie. “ did i mention that ye’ look fuckin’ wicked tonight ? leather is like, a fantastic look for ya. ”

          nails tap delicately along the bar top just before grabbing her actual drink this time around, scoping behind the counter for a decently sized bottle of vodka. “ well if you’re down for that option, give me a second. ” she offers, looking around to make sure they’re well distracted before leaning over to grab a bottle & tuck it away by her side. “ s’for when m’done this one, innit. though we could grab a table now so i don’t ‘ave t’ like, shove this shit somewhere. reckon me skirt isn’t long enough for that. ” the blonde shrugs momentarily, free hand reaching to fix her top while high cheekbones lift to a smile on the compliment. “ might ‘ave told me a time or two, but thanks either way. seems t’ look pretty good on me for th’ majority. don’t get too lost in me outfit though. ” she half jokes, reaching to brush her hand against his cheek while thumb brushes against facial hair ; something she’s grown to enjoy quite a bit overtime. finally she grabs her half finished drink, hops down whilst squinting to look for a table just to practically pull louis over to it & plop herself down, the bottle finding its way to the top while leaning back in her seat comfortably. 

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✒ WRITINGS // L. TOMLINSON !

                 “ i hope so, ” louis comments, a brief glance out the window confirming that they’re thankfully almost at the club. it’s ridiculous how eager he is for the loud music to clear his thoughts. “ you shouldn’t. care, i mean. not too much, at least. you’re like, fuckin’ ace, pez. but to clarify, i’m not weirded out by it. that’d be like, shit of me, if i were, ” he admits, reaching across to take the joint back from perrie’s hold. then, he’s inhaling deeply until the smoke begins to tickle his throat. “ they’re fine. just doing their job.. just gets frustrating when they’d rather like, use ye’ personal life n’ focus less on i dunno .. artistic integrity or whatever. but hey, i’ll get over it. s’ whatever like. ” inhaling once more, he hesitates before handing it back over to the blonde. teeth sink firmly into his lesser lip, shoulders slumping as the tension lifts from his form as the drug begins to take ahold of his thoughts. it’s perfect timing, really, given the car pulls up to a stop moments later & louis is quick to jump out in order to open the door on perrie’s side of the car.

          perhaps perrie’s quick to shrug off the topic, she doesn’t feel exposed more than she does terrible luck ; if anything she wishes no one would talk about it solely to save herself the trouble of explaining it. her name’s been dragged plenty, she’s over it & quite frankly she stopped caring on the negativity years ago. humming soft as her eyes explore around the car, then out the window just before brushing her hand delicately to her thigh while her fingertips twiddle with the blunt in hand. it’s good distraction, really, loads better than a cigarette which some days sounds pretty great overall but it’ll all feel better once a few shots work their way to her stomach. “ just reckon we both deserve better, you more than me if anythin’, but that’s y’know . . just a start on it. regardless, we’re gonna have a mental time tonight, i know that for fact. ” the blonde confirms shortly after taking the last hit or two before tossing it aside. as she steps out her heel crushes the light underneath while adjusting her skirt in the midst of walking inside finally. “ c’mon tommo, let’s work on relievin’ some o’ that tension then ? n’ well i need t’ get a drink so . . ” with that comment she’s slipping past just to squeeze by a crowd of people, the music ringing in her ears as she orders a few shots ; taking no hesitation to down each of them in mere seconds, finally sighing somewhat in relief to the mixture of the alcohol & the drugs hitting her system. 

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✒ WRITINGS // L. TOMLINSON !

           “ reckon so. s’ normal, y’know ? i get that. i get how this shit works n’ whatever. it’s still fuckin’ frustrating though, like. but it is what it is, i guess. i don’t give a fuck, just wanna do what would make me’ ma proud, ” he adds with a shrug. in retrospect, louis feels daft to even be complaining about such menial issues - in the scheme of things, he’s lucky to be in the position he is. still, it doesn’t change that it sucks & that the dumb industry bullshit being sent his way is beginning to get on his nerves. it’s no use getting hung up on it however & he simply shakes his head free of such thoughts & flicks his lighter on. “ i mean, you shouldn’t give a shit ‘bout what i think, darling, ” he admits, distracted in holding the light to the end of the joint prior to inhaling deeply, the smoke slowly filtering from between his lips as he allowed his head to fall back against the car seat. “ but i don’t reckon it makes you a dirty bitch or whatever. think it’s your past n’ your business n’ that nobody else should get to have much of an opinion on it. you’re still the most wicked lass i know, so, ” he finalises, absentmindedly tracing small circles onto perrie’s thigh, whilst the other moves to hand her the joint. “ sure ya don’t, babe. sure. s’ all good, though. ”

          “ well i think you’re like, doin’ pretty well, m’sure she’d be so proud o’ ya, lou. undoubtedly. i know m’pretty proud meself, n’ well, m’like more than positive she’d be so proud o’ ye’ as well. ” the blonde confirms, tucking blonde strands behind her ear with a shrug of her own. it’s a hard topic, obviously, the last thing she wants to do is make louis uncomfortable with the discussion of his mother right now when they’re meant to be getting out & having a good time. bright eyes watch the lighter before smoke surrounds her moments later, foot tapping against the surface of the door meanwhile clicking her teeth to the concept. “ i probably care a bit too much what people think ‘bout me, more so people i care ‘bout than anythin’ but i should’ve known nothin’ would be S A F E ‘round th’ place anyways. as long as you’re not dunno . . weirded out by it or anythin’ i suppose that’s what matters most t’ me. thanks for th’ comfort though, babes. ” she’s preening content, hand reaching to take the joint between her fingers while taking the lighter to relight the blunt. “ you deserve loads better though, s’a bit shit that your team does what they do t’ you s’very unfair, n’ i wish they weren’t so bloody aggravatin’ ‘bout it, especially russell. ” perrie’s free hand places atop of louis’, brushing his knuckles softly meanwhile handing the spliff back his way once she blows her portion of smoke out.

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✒ WRITINGS // L. TOMLINSON !

      “ nah, love. no need to worry. just like .. y’know when you’re doin’ promo circuits n’ whatnot & ya kinda gotta play a role or whatever ? & like, that’s a little more tiring than i remember n’ all that. but it’s fine. i’m fine. i could do with russell fuckin’ off for a minute. but what can you do about it, eh ? ” he rambles, whilst his hand moves to settle comfortably on her thigh. she’s a comforting presence, perrie. & louis could so easily open up to her about it all - about his contemplations that perhaps he’s not cut out for this after all - but he won’t. not when she’s very likely had enough of her own shit to deal with lately. instead, he steals a glance across at the driver & upon concluding that it is in fact that the bloke who typically drives him around la, louis decides that it’ll be fine to smoke up - he’s done it before. hell, he’s done worse. you can get away with most things if you slip an extra hundred or two onto your tip, to be fair. “ doesn’t matter. you’re the one who’s had all that bullshit to deal with anyways. fuckin’ pricks. you good n’ all that ? ” he comments, balancing an unlit joint between rosy brims whilst patting his pockets in search of a lighter. “ you mind ? it doesn’t taste like fuckin’ blueberries or whatever shit you’re into, but i’ll still share n’ shit ? ” 

          “ i know what ya mean, love s’kinda annoyin’. ” she replies softly, scrunching up her nose to the statements of teams ; obviously she knows pretty well, considering her’s isn’t necessarily much better. nevertheless, it’s not about her it’s about louis & she’s a bit too worried for her own good at the moment. “ i reckon they’re not treatin’ you well, surely, especially when like they don’t really give a fuck ‘bout how your image looks, s’a damn shame, you’re so much better than that. ” it’s fact she speaks, louis deserves much better than what he’s presented & she’d give anything for that matter. “ um, i guess like, i’m alright. it was awhile ago so s’not like a worry anymore i didn’t want ya t’ think i was some fuckin’ dirty bitch or somethin’ o’ the sorts. i was a bit more worried ‘bout your opinion on it overall than me own or anyone else’s. ” perrie shrugs shortly afterwards, sticking her tongue out to louis at his comment on her choice of flavor, it’s not an all the time instance but she figured he’d never let her live that down for as long as she lived. “ i don’t always fuckin’ smoke that, but no i don’t mind, go for it n’ well you’re gonna share if you’re ‘round me, there’s no choice. ” the blonde finishes with a giggle, cheek resting right upon his shoulder.