Carlee loves Harry, Harry loves Carlee. But drama, lies, fights, alcohol, and secrets can change so much.
Carlee never wanted to hurt anyone,
Louis never wanted anyone to know,
Harry never wanted Carlee to go,
Liam never meant anything he said to Zayn,
Niall never meant to ruin his friendship with Payne,
and Zayn just wanted to stay out of the metaphorical rain
Things go terribly wrong, no one meant for it to, but does anyone ever really have control over things?
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He pushes my against the wall of the alleyway. Growling as he does so. He puts one hand on the wall and the other on my waist. His eyes have turned three shades darker.
"I don't like waiting. But if waiting means having you, I'll wait until I have you." He says his voice full of lust and dominance. He kisses me roughly, moving his hand around to my back. He pulls me closer, then suddenly pulls away. I hit the wall again, wincing as I do so. He wipes his mouth and turns without a second thought.
"Wait! Louis!" I call after him, finding my voice. He stops and turns on his heel.
"What?" he replies, annoyed.
"I-I... You, but.." I stumble over my words then cut myself off to save further embarrassment.
"Have a good night Carlee." He curtly nods and sprints off to god knows where. I stand there, baffled and confused.
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Waiting (CURRENTLY REWRITING)
FanfictionI don't like waiting. But if waiting means having you, then I will wait until I have you. 'Waiting' In which Louis Tomlinson has to wait, for a long time.
