Dear Journal,
Harry doesn't remember me. I think my mind created a new Harry, one where I'd get to start over. I didn't want to start over, but I'd rather that then not see Harry again.
We went to lunch today. Harry said he wants to get to know me better. I pretended I didn't know anything when he said he was from Cheshire and had one sister, and I pretending that I didn't already know he had four nipples.
This time, though, few people gave us weird looks, and for that I am glad.
He wants to go to an amusement park tomorrow. I hope he doesn't get sat on again.
Louis x
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Fanfiction❝he told me to follow my heart. i told him that my heart goes wherever he does.❞ or; louis has a journal, and a bad sense of telling when something's wrong.
