Louis POV
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I end up sleeping on the couch and when harry comes out of our room in the morning he looks much better
I take my time but eventually walk up to him,
"Hey you ok?" He looks at me "who were you hanging out with?"
Oh "that's Rahim, he's just a friend" Harry nods and walks out of the room
I follow "where are you going?"
He sighs "I'm going to zayn's art show"
Huh? "What art show?"
Harry scoffs "you would have know if you listened when zayn invited us but you just texted who ever nodding along" I start to change as well
Holy shit
I've missed so much because i've been so caught up with Rahim, I'm missing out on the most important people to me
I start rummaging through the draws trying to find a black shirt "what are you doing"
I turn to harry "I'm going to the art show"
"No" I walk towards harry
"What do you mean no?"
"I mean no louis, you can't ignore all of us and run out with other guys and immediately snap back in when YOU feel like it"
I scoff "what do you mean run off with other guys!?"
"Louis I'm not a fucking idiot I saw you the first day in the Cafe and every day since flirting with rahim!" Harry is tearing up
Before I can say anything he's out the house
Guess I'm not going to the art show
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My dear beloved (larry stylinson)
FanfictionA short AU where Harry, Louis' "best friend", or so there parents think, has to move to New York to pursue his dreams of photography Louis, being almost 2,000 miles away from his boyfriend, has nothing to do in his small town So louis books a flig...
