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Mobster Louis

Lilith Sanchez estava acorrentada pelos pulsos a um cano enferrujado no centro do galpão. Seus longos cabelos negros grudavam no rosto suado e machucado. O olho esquerdo estava quase fechado de tão inchado, um hematoma roxo-escuro se espalhava pela maçã do rosto. O lábio inferior rachado ainda sangrava devagar.

Non-Famous Louis Tomlinson

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Home By Seven

For five years, Louis Tomlinson has been home by seven every evening. No matter how busy the hospital gets, he always comes home. Until suddenly, he doesn’t. As Louis grows increasingly forgetful, irritable, and distant, Y/N begins to fear their relationship is falling apart. But the truth is far more terrifying than either of them could imagine. Sometimes losing someone doesn’t happen all at once. Sometimes it happens slowly, one missed dinner at a time.

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Harry Styles

Harry Styles, was a famous global pop singer, who you (Louis Tomlinson) simply couldn’t stand. He was 21 years old, and you was 23. One day, one of your mates, Zayn, had played his music at a party one time, and it had ruined your entire evening. You didn’t really know why you hated Harry, as it wasn’t as if you knew him personally. Maybe it was just because he was literally everywhere. Every shop, every household, especially your nieces’, who were obsessed with him entirely. He wasn’t a bad person, either. His reputation was pristine. Not a bad thing was said about Harry, so you disliking him was unusual. Your mates laughed and said it was because you fancied him, but you just told them to piss off, and said you were too old for that shite. However, whilst walking down the street one day, you found yourself face to face with the pop-idol himself. He was running from paparazzi late at night and accidentally collided with you, proving your point as to why he was insufferable.

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Harry Styles

You, Louis Tomlinson, were 24 years old. You lived in Los Angeles, but were originally from England. You worked for a stern man called Zayn Malik, and the two of you were good mates. Zayn’s business consisted of.. certain things. One of those things were assassinations. Zayn’s business was underground— lowkey. You were on good pay. One of Zayn’s best men. One day, Zayn sat you, Niall Horan, Stan Lucas and Nick Grimshaw down for a meeting. His assistant, Liam Payne, who was completely in love with him, stood nervously in the corner. Zayn explained that a man close to him— James Corden— had come forward in need of help. But it wasn’t what any of them were used to. James had told Zayn that his nephew that he had custody over, was wild. Off the rails. James was— or had been— a very rich man, meaning his nephew was a spoilt brat. His nephew was Harry Styles. He was also from England but now lived in LA. He was 21 years old, and his life consisted of parties, drugs, and sex. With both genders. He was known widely for being a model, and a flirt. A relentless one, you’ll soon find out. James had gotten himself into a shit load of debt that he couldn’t pay off due to gambling most of his money, and was worried that something bad would happen to him or Harry due to his fame, and was willing to pay a large sum for someone to bodyguard him 24/7, meaning they would have to live in Harry’s own penthouse with him at all times. Zayn had picked you for the mission. You were furious, and immediately objected. “I’m a hitman, not a fucking babysitter!” You said to him. Nick was as smug as ever, and you wanted to wipe the fucking grin off of his face. Why the fuck would you want to be around a snobbish, bratty.. child? You couldn’t stand people like Harry. And where the fuck was this kids parents? But after a near-death experience and a ‘mistake’ that never should have happened, as well as comfort from past trauma, things start to get hazy. As of right now, Zayn was direct, and offered a sum on top of James’ and he said to you that; ‘If you don’t take it now, i’ll find someone else.’ Begrudgingly, you accepted the mission, and now here you were, walking into James Corden’s headquarters to have a meeting with Zayn, James, and the brat himself.

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