(Doncaster: 2010)
Louis is 18, Harry is 16
Louis has always shown a passion for music. Especially creating music, Louis always comes up with little lyrics and silly little melodies. Harry was aware and always complimented him on it. Harry, too, enjoyed music. So when 9 months ago, Louis joined a band, Harry was so happy and supportive. Harry was definitely a more soft rock kind of guy but he loved his boyfriend's punk music. Louis' music was beautiful, and Harry could listen to it for hours. It was one of his favourite sounds in the world. Harry was so deeply in love with Louis' voice, he made sure everyone knew. He attended all the rehearsals (when he could), he would go to all of their gigs, and Harry would always tell Louis how he claimed the spot as Louis' first and biggest fan.
"When you become famous and have everyone drooling over you, don't forget me,'' Harry would often say. (a/n: don't forget me like the tunnel under Ocean Blvd)
"I would never," Louis replied, "always in my heart." They would laugh at each other and kiss.
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Harry and Louis are walking around the park, swaying their connected hands. They were walking back to Louis' house after Louis' rehearsals with his band. The younger boy, with his boyfriend's hoodie on, starts humming to a song. Louis stops and stares at Harry.
"Hm?" Harry mumbles, but soon continues humming.
"Haz?" Harry looks into Louis' ocean eyes and nods for him to continue, "You do realize what you're humming to, right?"
Harry stares at Louis, slightly confused until he realizes. "It's my song!" Harry nods and hugs Louis. He looks up at his boyfriend and sees his blue eyes sparkle, it was so simple, yet so meaningful to Louis. They continued walking home, still in each other's embrace, happily swaying as Harry continued to hum to his boyfriend's beautiful song. Louis joined in with a stupidly huge grin on his face.
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It's September, and Louis' band has been doing so many gigs throughout the summer. But in the last month, as school started again, Louis has been performing on his own. It was intimidating at first, he felt that with his band he was safe. but being up there on the stage of some random bar, all alone, freaked him out. But whenever he looked down to the side and saw the beautiful green-eyed boy, with his messy curls, and perfect dimples, looking back up at him with the proudest smile, he felt fearless. As time went on, he felt better on that small stage. A lot more people came to watch Louis perform, and a lot more compliments flowed through Louis' ears during these past couple of solo performances.
Louis is lying on his bed comfortably, with Harry sleeping on top of him; his hair messy and arms hugging Louis' sides. Louis just stares at his sleepy boy, he's broken out of his trance when his phone starts ringing. Louis picks it up reluctantly, afraid the unknown number flashed across his screen is just some stupid dumb scammer. 5 minutes into the call Harry is woken up by his boyfriend trying to untangle himself from Harry's arms. Harry stops his deadly hold on Louis. Louis gets up and walks out of the room, Harry stares at him with confused and sleepy eyes.
"Go back to sleep, baby." Louis quickly says, bringing the phone away from his face and covering the microphone.
Without much thought Harry obliges.
. . .
Harry wakes up an hour later and gets up to search for Louis. He finds him in the living room talking excitedly with his mum. Louis speaks up when he notices a yawning Harry walk through the door.
"Love, I got a phone call from a record label..." he starts off eagerly. "They want to sign me!"
As soon as Harry registers what he just heard he runs and jumps into Louis. Startled, Louis loses balance and lightly falls to the ground. Harry is now straddling him and kissing him all over his face, repeating over and over how proud he is of Louis. Overjoyed with the great news, they don't notice Louis' mum taking pictures, or Louis' sisters gagging and giggling.
–
it's Sunday, Louis, and Harry are saying goodbye. The record label is based in London so Louis is going there for a week, and coming back next Monday. Although Harry is going to miss Louis, he is so excited for his boyfriend and recognizes that this is such an amazing opportunity.
"Bye baby, I'll be back before you know it" Louis reassured Harry. They kiss each other passionately before Louis climbs into his car and drives off.
. . .
It was now Monday, it had been a little over a week since Louis left.
Harry missed him so much. Although they did call and text it wasn't often, Louis was busy in between sessions at the studio and meetings with management. Harry understood, but he was still upset. He felt neglected every time his boyfriend declined the call or texted short, quick, and dry messages.
Harry had gone over to the Tomlinson's house that morning even though Louis only arrived at noon. He just couldn't wait to see his boyfriend. But when it reached dark, and Louis said there was a delay, Harry went back home. He felt so disappointed. He stayed up waiting, anticipating, and pacing. When it reached six in the morning, Harry still hadn't gone to sleep yet so he forced himself to close his eyes and drift off as the sun rose.
When he woke up the next morning, he immediately called Louis. Thankfully, Louis answered.
"They are keeping me here one more day, I'm sorry baby." Harry could hear Louis sigh through the phone, "I'll see you tomorrow though."
"Alright," Harry said, clear disappointment in his tone, "I miss you so much sun, you can't even imagine."
Louis chuckled, Harry could see Louis shaking his head, his scruffed-up hair becoming even more messy, his eyes shining.
"I love you!"
"Love you more, see you tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow!" and with that, Harry hung up.
–
"I'm moving to London in 3 weeks," Louis said bluntly.
Harry looked at Louis dumbfounded.
"I'm moving to London in 3 weeks and we can't be together anymore," Louis added.
"No," Harry is holding back tears now, "no, no, no, no."
"I'm starting a big career, Harry, what I always wanted, what you always pushed me to do." He breathed slowly, "I'm turning 19 soon and you're only 16, you still have two more years of school left. If I'm in London working all the time, I won't have time to come visit you. You won't be able to handle it."
Harry looks at him in disbelief. Call him selfish but he wanted his boyfriend to stay "No Louis, you can't. You can still live here and go to London whenever it's needed." Harry begged, "Please I can't live without you. I love you." Harry's lips are trembling, he can't hold it back anymore.
"Harry you don't understand, it's not going to work out, you're being clingy, this is exactly why it's not going to work. You're still in school, I'm an adult now, and I'm starting a demanding career. I love you but maybe if you were older it could be fine, but you're not." Harry wanted to die, he was crying onto Louis' shirt, holding onto him with everything. Louis was getting agitated. (a/n: you said if we had been closer in age maybe it would've been fine, and that made me want to die)
"Please, Lou! We can make it work, please! I love you! Please!" He looked up at Louis as he begged. He couldn't read him.
Louis stepped away from Harry. Harry, with nothing to hold onto, fell to the ground choking up sobs. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no" He kept repeating as he clutched his knees, his knuckles were white.
He doesn't know how long he stayed like that, but by the time he stopped crying, Louis was gone. He wasn't mad, he was sad. No matter how upset he was he would always love Louis, he would do anything for Louis. Love was mean. Love hurts. He'd always known that, he didn't think he'd ever see that reality with Louis though. Harry loved Louis, so he'd let him go. Even if he didn't want to. Harry was Louis' ride or die, he would always stick by Louis but he can't anymore. Louis wanted a career, to grow up. Harry was still a child, who wanted nothing more than to die right now.