Vas happenin?

louis tomlinson’s entire life story all explained in one song

(Source: fromdoncaster)

bootommo:

djmalikonpicnik:

horanmypussy:

Niall Horan drunk

I dare you to understand what he’s saying

i just peed omfg haha

he sounds like he’s speaking the language of the sims

he just taking the piss out of an essex accent :S i understand all of it… cuz he said about the only way is essex

(Source: threesomewithzaynandlouis)

hazzaboobearniallerdaddybadboi:

Louis Audio Read1

“Babe, I’m tired. I’m going to go home, alright?” I say, the bright lights at the club are blinding and we have been dancing for hours. We were at the new club in the city with all of the boys, Harry, Liam, Zayn and Niall. Lou and I have been dating for about 5 months now and we were having a great time.

“Alright, I’m going to stay out a little longer. But you better be up when I get back,” He said walking me outside the club to call me a cab. He was a little tipsy, but I knew the boys would take good care of him. The cab arrives and he gives me a kiss sending me into the dark streets of the city.  When I get home, I slip out of my little black dress and into some pajama shorts and one of Lou’s comfy shirts. I wait up all night watching Lifetime movies. It’s about 2 o’clock in the morning and I’m half asleep on the couch. I hear the front door open and pretend to be asleep, but I hear more than one voice.

“Lou, be quiet she’s sleeping” I hear Liam whisper, “Harry bring him to their room.” I lay there still, listening to their conversation. They thought I was asleep, so I thought I should keep it that way.

“I want to stay with her,” I hear Lou, he sounds absolutely drunk.

“No, not after tonight. She doesn’t deserve that.” Zayn says, he sounds a little tipsy but not as bad as Lou. “Go up to bed, let her sleep here alone.” I start to worry and peek my eyes open. I see Harry and Zayn helping Lou down the hall and Niall and Liam are talking at the front door, they are whispering something and I can’t comprehend what they are saying. Zayn and Harry come back and start talking to Niall and Liam.

“Is he all set?” Liam asks, looking at both Harry and Zayn. They nod, and then Harry adds,

“I told him to explain in the morning, when he’s not so tipsy.”

“That is if he remembers in the morning, it’s going to be a big blank.” Zayn says as they walk out the front door. He says something else but I don’t hear him. I don’t worry and head to our bedroom to go see Louis. He’s tossing and turning in bed, unable to go to sleep. I try to ignore what I heard them say and climb into bed.

“Lou, hun… wake up.” He turns over and smiles, immediately I smell the alcohol on him.  I brush his hair out of his face, “Do you need anything? Do you want some water?” I say looking into his blood shot eyes.

“Babe, cuddle with me,” His arms surround me and then I smell all the different perfumes and see the marks on his neck. I pull away and he looks confused, “Babe, what’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong? What’s all over your neck?” I say moving the sheets away from his face. He touches his neck, “Why do you smell like perfume?”  I know for sure it wasn’t my perfume.

“Oh, these… nothing just some scratches…” He says trying to cover them, he can’t speak straight and he stumbles.

“Lou, those aren’t scratches. Why do you smell like perfume?” I am now at the end of the bed looking at him, feeling completely broken.

“Just some fans, got to… to c-close… they just… wa-wanted a picture.” He is choking on his words and a tear streams down my face.

“Lou, don’t you dare lie to me! I heard the boys talking downstairs, I wasn’t sleeping!” I try to yell but it comes out weak, the tears are flowing and I’m trying to catch my breath. Lou gets out of bed and makes his way towards me. I sink to the ground and roll into a ball. He comes behind me and rubs my back, “Don’t touch me,” I snarl and swipe his hand away from me, “D-on’t t-touch me” I say again, barely able to force the words out.

“I made… I made a mistake,” He runs his hand through my hair and I remember the good times we had, I smile to myself and then realize all the pain he has caused me in the last 3 minutes. I look to his eyes and see his cheeks are wet.

“Why, why did you do it?” I say searching his face for the answer.

“I was drunk, she reminded me of you… and I needed you so- I needed you so bad. I missed your presence and I needed your comfort. When you left things got boring and I separated from the boys and then we just ran into each other…”

I’m completely speechless and the only words I can manage to say are “You should have came home with me.” I walk out of the room, knowing I lost the only person who made me feel like gold.