me, two seconds later: okay but HOW is it that everything they do links back to the number 28, HOW is it that their schedules always align (see: louis taking one day off promo for harry’s birthday), HOW is it that they got the ship and compass tattoos at the same parlour 18 hours apart

Then We Talk Slow Author: letsjustsee Word Count: 20k Summary:  The picture showed Harry smiling widely (with a fucking dimple) at the camera, his glossy brown curls situated artfully around his shoulders. Louis couldn’t see his whole outfit, but it seemed to consist of a pink, floral button-up with most of the buttons undone. Louis could also detect the dark outlines of tattoos on his chest, although he couldn’t quite make out what they were underneath the shirt. What he could make out was that his own heartrate seemed to have picked up significantly. Shit. This was so not good. Not only had Louis drunkenly sent messages in a deliberate attempt to interact with this man, he was now insanely attracted to him without ever having met him in person. Maybe Liam was right – drunk tweeting really was a horrible, rotten idea.