Chapter 14: Harry

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Louis, Darcy, and I sat in Simon's office about a month later. Darcy had grown quite fond of Louis and would sit with him without constantly begging for me now.

"What do you want, Harry," Simon groaned, walking into the office. He took notice of Louis, holding Darcy, in the seat next to mine. "Who's he?"

"Simon, this is my boyfriend, Louis. Now knowing you would say how do you know that this is going to last, we've talked about practically everything that went wrong the first time around when we broke up in high school. We both adore Darcy and want more kids, not right this second, of course. When we feel the time is right, we plan on moving in together. This isn't going away anytime soon, nor do either of us want it to. In fact, someday, I hope that this is the man that I get to say the words I do to because I love him with all my heart," I pause. "Now do you have any questions currently, or can I get on with the reason we're here in the first place?"

"How long have you been back together," he asked.

"Nearing two months," Louis says, looking Simon dead in the eyes. If Simon was afraid of anyone, it probably would have been Louis. He looked terrifying to most people even with a one-year-old sitting on his lap, grabbing at the jumper he was wearing. "Moving on. Love," he asked, turning to me.

"From now on, you do not control me. Taylor and I will be rumoured to have broken up and eventually when news outlets reach out and ask, a representative will tell them that she and I have gone our separate ways and wish the best for each other. And there will be no more beards," I say strictly.

"And if people think you're gay," Simon asked, with digust dripping from his voice.

"Well he is and you can't control what people think. Besides, even when you tried to, people still thought he and I were together so you really weren't doing your job," Louis shot.

"And if you don't, people will hear it from me that Harry is unbelievably gay and he likes it up his arse," Louis said covering Darcy's ears. Simon nodded, quickly figuring out that it was best not to mess with Louis. I felt really good about how that meeting went. 

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