Louis Tomlinson Sister Novels & Stories

Louis said coldly. “You’re thinking too much.” Lalisa tried to maintain a normal tone, but her lips were stiff, and she struggled to make any sound out of the ordinary. Both of them stood silently without moving as the elevator doors automatically closed with a gentle sound. Louis continued to gaze at her face, not missing any minor details. After a while, Louis finally let her go, speaking coldly, “Could it be that back then, he pursued you and failed, so he pursued your sister?”

she said to him. He sighed and he held out his hand, relieved that she was the one and it wasn’t some dark demon that had taken over her body. She groaned and she took his hand, accepting his help as she got up from where she was laying. “What was all of that about?” Xavier asked her. “I don’t know how this is going to make any sense but whoever that girl was, she is related to Laura and I. She is our sister” Louis said to him. “Your sister? I think your head way too hard. What do you mean by she is your sister?” Xavier asked her.

"Ms. Wilson, were you aware of your sister's extramarital relationship?" My mouth went dry. I glanced at Quinn, who gave a slight nod. "Yes," I admitted. "I saw them together once, before the accident." "And you didn't tell your brother-in-law?" The question held no judgment, just curiosity. "I wasn't certain what I was seeing," I answered carefully. "And it wasn't my place to interfere in their marriage." Morrison studied me for a long moment. "I understand you're pregnant, Ms. Wilson." The abrupt change of topic caught me off guard. "Yes." How had they found out?

"Louise, knock it off. Are you seriously jealous of your own brother?" Winston Quinn lowered his voice to calm the so-called Louise Anderson. There wasn't a trace of real anger in it, just a kind of helpless indulgence. He turned to me. "Sorry, Sam. Your sister just saw how close we've been lately and was just throwing a tantrum. Don't take it personally." Louise's lips pushed out even further. Her voice came out soft and bratty as she snapped back at him.

Not everybody had to be a warrior, she told her classmates, and though some boys curled their lips in contempt, the teacher agreed. “Svetlana? Sveta? I had a sister named Sveta.” “Really?” she smiled at him. “So, you can still call me ‘little sister’.” The bent pin holding her hair under the kerchief chose this moment to break, and her plait tumbled down. He gently tugged the thick fair rope of hair braided with a threadbare ribbon. “My sister was a pest. I bet you’re a good girl.” “I bet you pulled her hair all the time and this is why she was angry with you,” Svetlana giggled.

Not yet. Clara, still slumped in a pew with her tear-streaked face buried in her hands, slowly lifted her head. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, but at the mention of Samantha, confusion flickered across her face. “Mother-in-law, you know that woman?” Clara’s voice was hoarse. “She’s Louis’s ex. It’s all starting to make sense now.” Before Louis’s mother could reply, Clara’s friend Nelly—who always seemed to relish in gossip—jumped in eagerly, “Who doesn’t know her? She’s the reason your brother fired me from the office. She’s his new personal assistant.”

Hurry back home, I know how pressuring Sarah can get. 'i will.'. I responded. I put my phone back in my pocket and focused on Lucy. "Alright so your sister wants then as basic as can be so nothing takes the attention from her dress," she lowered her voice, "which I even doubt that anything can in the first place, but she also wants it as beautiful as can be!"

After seizing the one important thing, she still turned me in. Time slipped by. The gloom thickened, nearly palpable. Suddenly the basement door groaned open. My heart rate surged. “Zara…" uttered a harsh tone. Lila. And this time, she wasn’t alone. Her best friend, Sonia was positioned behind her grinning. “You’re truly a fool " Lila remarked, walking back and forth slowly "Did you honestly believe I’d let you go that easily?” "She’s miserable " Sonia remarked, crossing her arms. "Attempting to replace you in your parents’ lives. How sad."

I said. Quickly enough, I greeted Lluvia, and then Liam hugged me, which was also awkward. I could tell the difference between him and Leo now, even without the hint of Leo wearing the same shirt he’d been wearing earlier. I shook Leo’s hand and Liam said, “This is our sister, Liz.” “Hi,” she said, shaking my hand. She seemed friendly enough, and she looked a lot like her brothers. “Lovely to meet you.” “You as well,” I said, tempted again to accidentally copy her accent, but I didn’t.

He almost convinced Louis if it weren’t for these two monkeys. Louis couldn’t stay still, so he decided to call his cousin in the United States, Juliana Montemayor. “Hello, brother. Do you need something?” she asked. She was Kaizer’s sister studying at Harvard. She was the smartest among her siblings. “Yes, what should I give to a woman?” Louis asked directly, causing his cousin to laugh because this was the first time he had asked such a question. “Are you serious? And who’s the lucky woman you’re giving it to?” Juliana asked, curious. It was the first time Louis had asked her about a woman.