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"Louis chucks her work clothes on the bathroom floor, where Harry will find them tomorrow and use them as an excuse to start with her. She could remember to pick them back up after the shower, but she won’t because the second the warm water hits her skin, everything else falls away.
They used to shower together, after work. One time at work, – that very first time – in the dingy changing room showers. Louis still remembers the flickering overhead lights, the sulphury smell from the disused drain tap mixing in with their sweat, the lump in her throat and the look on Harry’s face. Up until that point, Louis had written her off as a filthy flirt with a penchant for pushing boundaries and played along accordingly. It’d seemed so safe at first, harmless workplace flirtation, no real risk in the absence of genuine desire.
Well, Harry fucked that up. And Louis, worse yet, let her."--
Louis broke up with Harry approximately a month ago. Which means she's been sleeping on an air mattress in her living room for exactly a month. No one knows when exactly Harry plans on moving out and no one knows whether or not Louis actually wants her to, least of all Louis. Ex-girlfriend dramatics galore
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04 May 2026
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Harry is a tennis player, so is Louis. One of them in the closet. Both of them in love.
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“Niall, who’s that?” Her hands vaguely flapping around to get her best friend to look at the field whilst her eyes were firmly following, like a hawk on its prey, to one particular player.
“Which one?”
Harry breathed in deeply, “Short hair, strong thighs, and is wiping her face—fuck,” she cursed breathlessly, mouth watering, gaping wide open at the same time.
Niall cackled, amused.
— Who knew a day out at a footie match would lead to Harry meeting the woman of her dreams and deepest desires.
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04 May 2026
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Louise wanted to cry. When she thought about doing her exchange, she never imagined it would mean having to spend Christmas alone, in a new city, with all the people she loved far away. Her Christmas was completely ruined... Or so she thought until she connected glances with a certain curly-haired girl at the Christmas cafe near her apartment.
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Prompt 51. Two exchange students or travellers, far from home, find a connection over the holiday season.
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Harry kissed Louis' neck softly. “From talking to fucking in three hours,” she mused.
“Maybe that’s why they call it ‘speed dating’?” Harry wondered which made Louis laugh.
Louis sat up, ran her fingers through Harry’s hair and said “Maybe I’m jumping the gun, but are you coming back to mine? I really wanna fuck you.” Harry nodded because absolutely, the fuck, yes.
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