“He looks like a poem. One of those mournfully beautiful ones with short, unfamiliar words that sound ethereal when spoken and completely nonsensical when thought.” — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“Harry’s asleep within a few short minutes, body now warm and pliable, and as Louis holds him, he doesn’t dare fall asleep because he… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“Louis can't catch his breath. Neither can Harry. Why isn't there more air? Harry must have taken it with him. "Not with you," Harry… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“I will always give you everything," Louis says, lightheaded, soaring, full. Is he high? Is this normal? Does emotion do this to people? He… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“He looks like a poem. One of those mournfully beautiful ones with short, unfamiliar words that sound ethereal when spoken and completely nonsensical when… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“They kiss like they've kissed for-fucking-ever and they align like a key in a lick and Louis is so fucking happy. He thinks he… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“Harry’s smile twitches at the corner. “I like that one,” he drawls in protest. “I chose him specifically.” Louis looks up. “Him?” “Aloysius.” “Aloysius,”… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“He’s leaving, and he picks up his shoulder bag on the way out and he’s staring at the ceiling, then the sky, and he… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“And up close, in person, those eyes are even more terrifying. Where there should be emotion, soul, and intimacy, there instead lies a wall,… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“And so this has become Louis' life. Feeling just as much pain as he does pleasure. Excelling academically and maintaining an excellent group of… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“Louis hates everybody. So he texts Niall. ‘I hate this school and everybody in it. Death to rich people.’ A second later, his screen… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“He watches Harry making intricate patterns, using the last of the glitter. “Are you making it so we can never be found?” Louis laughs,… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
“And, nope, Louis never ever thought he’d be the type to drunkenly screech his love to the sleeping world but here he is and… — Velvetoscar Copy Share Image
