#lourriam

Enjoy! I read so many good things this week!

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you saw me standing alone - nouis - 14,400 words

Louis dreams deep of running, running so hard and so fast he could become something else. He’s in the bog again, but he feels like the master of it. It feels like his home. He follows a scent, sweet and familiar, pulling him like a siren song across the bog.  His toes dig into the mud, finding a natural traction. There’s no chill in the air against his skin betraying the autumn weather, he feels nothing but the pull, stronger than blood, than breathing, than hunger, and Louis serves it dutifully. 

He crests a hill and comes to a stop, ready to devour.

Niall stands before him with a shotgun and a silver bayonet in his hands. Louis pauses.

[Or, a Donny werewolf in Ireland.]

Would You Like to Play (with the thought of a friend) - lilourry - 9000 words

Liam knows he's being greedy. Greedy, and selfish, two flaws he's always trying to avoid: they feel even more wrong when he already has so much.

But he's admired his boys for so long, and so when Harry and Louis both come onto him, a couple weeks apart, as if both moved by the same drive (the hiatus fast approaching, probably. Surely they can’t have just been waiting for Liam to be single), Liam can’t bring himself to say no.

He can’t make himself say no to Harry, with his long curls so easy to grip as he kneels down in the deserted green room and deftly opens the buttons on Liam's suddenly horribly tight jeans, talking about farewell gifts and last opportunities. And he can’t make himself say no to Louis, who corners him back at the hotel two weeks later, poking and prodding and biting at him until suddenly, Liam isn’t quite sure how, they're both naked and hard, a mess of sweaty limbs on Liam’s couch as they each try to bring the other off first. -- Or, Louis and Harry both want a piece of Liam, and they don't mind sharing. Liam just wants everything he can get, pretty please.

to the end of the night - nouis - 41,000 words

“Why were you going to kiss me?” Louis asks, instead. It feels very important to get an answer to this. Louis thinks it might affect things quite a bit. There’s so much he wants to talk to Niall about, too, like how he’s thinking of seeing a counselor and isn’t that wild and how much older Louis’s family is and how everywhere Louis went back in Donny there were posters of Niall’s stupid handsome face, and Louis was so proud of him. His heart feels like it's lodged in his throat. He waits for Niall to say something.

more than you bargained for (but everything you’ll ever need) - lilourry - 27,000 words

The moment Louis Tomlinson walks in the door, Liam wants to say, No, absolutely not.

Or; Harry's seven months pregnant, Liam's boss is too demanding, and Louis Tomlinson ends up being more important than they ever thought possible.

Let’s just see how we go - gryles - 16,400 words

Nick is a prostitute with a high-end client list, and he can think of any number of ways aspiring popstar Harry could have gotten his number, dozens of people from any major label who could have handed him a card and said, “If you want to experiment, be discreet.”

Actually, I don’t fucking care anyway because at the end of the day I’m still here with you.

lmaoo this is gonna be me also at my concert then

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