Louis: James?

Louis: I'm sorry..

James Sweden has logged online.

That didn't take long at all. Louis's tummy does backflips. Maybe he was developing a bit of a crush on this guy.

James: It's okay, love. Are you alright?

Louis: yeah

Louis: Just this...dumb science homework.

James: Do you need help?

Louis: Do you mind?

James: If we can call and talk about it, I'm all in.

Louis: Call...?

James: Yes.

Louis: Like on the phone?

James: Yes baby.

Louis immediately searches his mind for an excuse to not talk on the phone with James. Don't hate him, but he just isn't one for calling. It makes him feel nervous. Almost like he is vulnerable.

He feels like it makes him so nervous because unlike texting, you don't have time to think about what you are going to reply. It's pressure. Lot's of it.

Louis: No, thats okay. My mom is calling me downstairs anyways.

James: Okay(:

Why Harry feels so let down? He has no clue whatsoever.

But really if he thinks about it long enough—he doesnt know what he was thinking. Maybe Louis would've recognized his voice. That would not turn out pretty at all.

"What's bugging you?" Zayns voices, raising his eyebrows as he looks over at Harry in the passenger seat.

Harry debates in his head wether he should tell Zayn, he didn't want the man to go opening his big ass mouth and tell everyone.

He thinks for a moment, then decides that he would tell Zayn, and just blackmail him. if you tell you dont get any of this money or anymore sweets

"Okay so um, you know who Louis Tomlinson is?" He asks and he sees Zayn furrow his eyebrows for a moment before nodding.

"Is he blonde with blue eyes? Irish I think?" He asks and Harry shakes his head almost immediately.

"No, that's Nigel. I'm talking about the boy he hangs out with that has the big ass." He explains bluntly, his lips pursed as he watches Zayn's face crumble in confusion.

"Hm..oh...Oh!" Zayn realizes, "Yeah, I've seen him around. Why?"

"Thats the victim in the scamming game." Harry smirks with a chuckle, "I think I might even get a few nudes out of this."

He really, really hopes so. Louis is gorgeous, he's only wanked to him once..maybe twice? or three times. Come to think about it, Harry had lost count a bit ago.

"Dude—I dare you to take his virginity." Zayn grins, "We are already playing a game, lets level up, shall we?"

"Man, I could easily take it." He chuckles, shaking his head, "But I'm not going to, because thats fucking low." He says. Harry was an asshole, but that is something he would never do.

"Whatever Styles" Zayn laughs, lightin a cig and putting it between his lips.

Harry holds his hand out expectantly, causing Zayn to roll his eyes and give Harry his last cigarette.

-

"Mum! Phoebe won't let me use the red lipgloss!" Daisy yells at Jay, scowl written on her face.

Louis glares at his little sister, then looks at Lottie who catches his eye and furrows her eyebrows, "What? Don't look at me— I'm not doing anything."

"Yeah? So what did I tell you about leaving your Kylie Jenner lip kits where they can get to them!" He hisses, snatching the container of the red shaded matte lip stick.

He wants to take a picture of Lottie's shocked face and frame it. He loves proving her wrong. He does it all the time. He's usually always right. Almost.

Lottie's mouth drops open and she gasps, "What did I tell you two about getting into my makeup! You heathens!"

The next thing Louis hears after Lottie has stomped off with her lip kit is his other sister, Fizzy singing lightly under her breath, "All my friends are heathens take it slow."

He likes that song, he had a phase where it was all he listened to.

"Fiz, can you go check on the babies?" Louis asks, tilting his head at her, secretly crossing his fingers that she would so that he could finish helping his mum.

She smiles and gets up almost immediately. His favorite sister, he swears. "Sure."

"Thanks."

And that's just an example of all the crazy stuff that goes down in the Tomlinson family. Honestly, when does he ever get a break? Never.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, baby." His mum speaks up as she stirs the hamburger helper, "You're going to be a great father one day."

Louis honestly loves his mother so much. She loves him too. They may be rich, but he felt like he was rich in life because he has someone as spectacular as her to call his very own mother.

No money in the world could beat that.

"Thank you mum, I can't wait."

"Just don't be getting knocked up at sixteen years old, then we'd have a problem." She laughs, shaking her head. She was 18 when she had Louis. At the time it had seemed like the end of the world, but the second she laid eyes on her baby boy, it all became worth it.

"Wouldn't dream if it." He says, shaking his head, "Do you need anymore help? If not I'm gonna go take a shower and finish up my homework."

"No, I'll call for you if I need you, boobear." She says, sending him a warm smile.

"Okay, Mummy. Love you."

"Love you more, boo. Up you go then."

-

Louis moans, biting down on his lower lip as he stretches himself out with his fingers. He fits a third one in and whimpers, hooking his fingers, desperately trying to find his sweet spot.

"Fuck." Louis cries, giving up and removing his fingers, feeling his tears mix with the water falling from the shower outlet. He hates himself and his stupid small fingers.

It doesn't take Louis very long to get out of the shower and dry off. But it does take him a while to stop looking in the mirror and thinking about ways he could make himself look better. He has a bad habit of doing that, he must admit.

Louis: Hi, sorry i was taking a shower

James: It's chill. did you have fun

Louis: I tried lol

James: You did???? like how

Louis: nothing

James: did you try fingering yourself?

Louis: yeah

James: didnt work?

Louis: my fingers are too short):

James: *image attached*

James: Bet my fingers are long enough, yeah love?

Louis blinks, biting his lip and sucking in a breath before replying. Maybe he could attempt that this whole sexting thing.

Louis: Wow... your fingers are so..long

James: Not the only thing thats long(;

Louis: You are quite cheeky, aren't you? I'm just surprised because your fingers don't look that long in your profile picture.

James: Must be the angle then

Louis: probably.

James: I gtg love. I have work

Before Louis could say anything- James had logged off.

Well, Louis thought, maybe next time he'd get to carry on the steamy conversation.