.Louis tomlinson.

Louis lit a cigarette for the tenth time in an hour and he inhaled, tapping the pen on the paper he was writing on and looking at his girlfriend from afar reading a book and she was hot with glasses and one of his sweaters on her body.

she takes her eyes off the book and takes a cigarette, lights it and takes a drag on it slowly and looks at her boyfriend on the other couch writing songs and she comes closer and sits on his lap

"Lou, my love, how many songs have you written?"

she asked feeling him holding her by the waist and smiling against her hair

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