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Author's note: a new update!HOW ARE YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE?? soooo im currently having some...issues rn so i wanted to distract myself. This chapter would probs be short idk, depends on my mood. I was a bit unsure with the characters and the future affairs Harry would have, but maybe an ex or two. I'm quite excited bc i have this story planned out already, but i'm just a lil shit who's so lazy in writing. I mean i have lots of prompts, but I'm just so lazy, sooo. Anyways, enjoy this chapter. REMEMBER VOTES AND COMMENTS ARE ALWAYS APPRECIATED. TENCHU IN ADVANCE BABES

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I think I took too much
I'm addicted to your touch
But I'm crying
In shame again

-Addicted by Ed Sheeran 

When Louis woke up, there was a dull ache between his legs, and a cold side of the bed. He could get used to this- getting fucked, and tossed aside later. He really wasn't looking forward in going downstairs and facing Liam and Zayn. Don't get him wrong, he loves them, but he felt a pang of shame inside of him after what happened last night. He knew that it was impossible though, waking up next to Harry, and cuddling before heading to the shower together- wherein they'd have passionate shower sex- but that, that would never happen. The hurt and pain he felt made him want to disappear. It made him feel insecure, worthless, and useless- like he was just a sex toy to Harry, and the thought made him want to puke.

With a loud sigh, and a frown on his face, he stood up from his bed, rubbing his eyes. The sun was blaring through the curtains, which annoyed the hell out of Louis. It was just so fucking bright, and it was still early. Glancing at the digital clock on his bedside, he realized that it was already 9 am, early, but he has a job to do.

Louis went inside the bathroom to shower, stripping off his clothes before getting under the shower, letting the warm water soak him. It was very relaxing, especially when he's a little sore down there if you catch my drift. He grab his shampoo, pouring a good amount of it on his palm before applying it on his hair. He massaged his scalp, sighing in content. Showers never failed to make him feel good-not in a sexual way. It helps relieve his worries and stress. Louis, then, clutched his bottle of rose scented body wash, rubbing it on his skin. He really needs to tan asap.

After he showered, with his thoughts all bundled up. He walked towards his closet, stepping out and surveying through his clothes. He basically has a lot of clothes, newest trends of course. He also has a hundred of shoes that was inside his suitcase. He still needs to buy new clothes, and donate some of his old ones. A few years later, he finally decided with what to wear. The outfit was cute and cozy, and it made his day a bit brighter.

He slipped it on, loving the outfit. He paired it with a his vans, and he wore his favorite red, lacy panties. He took a quick mirror selfie, and uploaded it on Instagram, and instantly got likes. He giggled and went downstairs, where he saw Liam and Zayn eating breakfast, both in a deep conversation.

"Hi, lovebirds. Sorry to disturb your 'talk', but I gotta go." Louis said, checking himself out in the mirror- which was on the wall beside the couch, fixing his fringe, and slipping on his shades. He applied his shiny red lip gloss, and mascara. Over all, he looks good.

"Morning, Lou. Aren't you gonna eat breakfast? And why aren't you doing your makeup in your room?" Liam asked, taking a bite from his toast.

"I'm gonna eat later at the shop, I get free cupcakes there, omg. And I only realized that I should do my makeup when I got downstairs, and it was in my bag so." Louis stated, pointing at his bag that was clutch in his hand.

Liam rolled his eyes, before he was reminded of something. "Oh, your dad sent you your car."

Louis nodded, as Zayn handed him the car keys. "Sick car by the way." Zayn said, to which Louis nodded thankfully.

"I gotta go guys. See you later." Louis informs them, before going outside, immediately greeted with his car. It was a Range Rover, black and gorgeous. And if you're wondering, 'He's not even 18 yet', well, his dad had to bribe the license guy with a few thousand pounds, or more. He got in and started the car, loving the smell of it.

He drove through the streets with his mind clouded with Harry. He was just so sad, and hurt. He thought that he could get Harry to stay. He expected more, but Harry didn't want any of it. He was probably only a hook up. An underage hook up to be exact. He just wanted the man to feel the same, but he knows that, that would be impossible- so impossible.

Arriving at the bakery, he turned of the engine, before stepping out of the car. He shivered softly, as the cold air hit him. He went inside, and was greeted by the old ladies who were all talking and eating some pastries. He smiled at them and went over.

"Hi, ladies. Hope you all are enjoying those." Louis laughed, sitting down beside Karen.

"We sure are dear, get anything you want, it's o the house." Moira said, one of the sweet employees. He nodded and got up to get a cupcake and waffles. He went back to his chair and began to eat. He listened to them chat about things, but his mind drifted to a certain curly haired boy. He sighed and looked outside.

Hope is not a good thing, especially if it involves Harry.

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an: sooo?? how was it? hope you'll comment and vote. anyways im so annoyed rn. like dafuq bish. anyway, im gonna update soon dont worry. enjoy this pic