#hatetosmoke

Hate to Smoke (Without Me) by louhazpride

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Enemies to Lovers | 12K

beautiful art by: @fallinglikethis​

summary:

“For fuck’s sake,” he huffs, grabbing the pillow and pulling it on top of his head in an attempt to block out the banging coming from the other side of the wall.

It’s the third time this week that his neighbour has woken him up in the middle of the night with his little ‘rendezvous.’ Honestly, he’s quite sick of it.  There’s only so much sex he can bear to hear in one week and he has already hit his limit.  If he wanted to listen to someone having sex, he’d turn to porn.

As if the noises weren’t enough, Harry immediately becomes aware of the faint aroma of weed filling his flat.

“I’m going to murder him.”

@deludedandlostcause tagged me to share the last line I wrote, but I’m not sure exactly which line that is, so I’m sharing a line from my most recently edited fic. 

“We had sex.”

If Harry’s eyes weren’t so heavy, he’d be rolling them.  “Is that what we were doing?” he asks bluntly.  “I thought we were having a tea party.”

* This is from my rough draft.  It has not been edited yet. *

Hate to Smoke (without me)

“For fucks sake,” he huffs grabbing the pillow and pulling on top of his head in attempt to block out the banging coming from the other side of the wall.

It’s the third time this week that his neighbor has woken him up in the middle of the night with his little rendezvous. He is quite sick of it.  There’s only so much sex he can bare to hear in one week and he has already hit his limit.  If he wanted to listen to someone having sex, he’d turn on porn.

As if the noises weren’t enough, Harry immediately becomes aware of the faint aroma of weed filling his flat.