Baby, I think we might be too cold to float

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By forreveries
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Loved this one.
It's interesting


Summary:

They couldn’t come back together after six years apart and tell themselves that this was love that they were making.
Not with all that radio silence.

Harry tried to keep it all down, lodged under the lump in his throat. He needed something to focus on, something to keep him out of his thoughts, so that he could go along with this because he didn’t want Louis to take his hands off him.

He didn’t want that to happen.
But. But he needed it to.

“Wait,” Harry coughed out, his voice trembling, “Stop.”

Louis looked up at him with wide eyes.
“I— I need to stop,” Harry confessed, trying desperately to keep his voice straight.

“What is it?” Louis asked, full of concern.

“I can’t do this. I— I can’t play along. You left me and I need answers, Louis.”

His voice caught on the end of his name.

AKA: Harry is a journalist that goes to Lake Tekapo, New Zealand, to look into a girl’s disappearance after a year of no movement from police. What he finds instead is his ex boyfriend Louis, who, six years earlier, ghosted him after five months of dating in university. A story of trauma, secrets, and the power of finally letting people in.

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