Mind of Stone, 41.6k by amomentoflove (me!)
moodboard by @ponymom-stuff | for the @onedirectionbigbang
Louis gingerly moves around the statues, trying not to look at their faces. The room is quiet, probably a basement from the low ceiling. He mentally curses when he doesn’t see a door leading outside.
He checks his phone and gawks that it’s no longer early into Saturday night, but well into Sunday morning. He’s lost almost twelve hours, and he really doesn’t know how that’s possible.
He needs to find a way back home, and then figure out what the fuck happened at the bar tonight.
buy me a coffee?










