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"Lou-" Harry started before getting interrupted by a screaming Louis. 

"No! You don't get it. I'm over this. Okay. I'm over you. I can't do this on again off again thing anymore. I'm fucking over it!" He said, tears streaming down his face.

Harry shook his head, on the verge of crying and screaming in a voice to match Louis' , "Louis no! Hear yourself right now. We aren't on again off again okay. The thing with Camille was nothing. It was for the public eye. I thought you of all people would understand. Understand what we have to do for the fans. I never accused you of anything happening between you and Eleanor. I trusted you. Cause that's what people do when they're in a relationship. Trust that the other person is faithful to you."

"I love you. Too much to let go. We have gone through so much. From the media, to Simon to the fans. So fucking much and guess what? We survived it. We went through so much and we are still going strong. And I'm not going to let this relationship end just because you thought I'm hooking up with some random model I couldn't care less about." Harry roughly pulled at his hair before continuing, "Fuck. Louis I love you. I can't imagine a life without you. You are my life. And I'd be damned if I let you go because of a simple misunderstanding. Louis, all this exposure brings me a lot of stress, and you know what helps? Knowing that we're in this together. That I can always turn to you whenever I need someone. You know why? Because you bring me home Louis. You complete me. Make me love myself. And I couldn't be more thankful-" Harry's long rant was cut short when Louis lips crashed against his.

Their mouths moved in sync, a heated passion ignited within both of them. But air won the battle against them. They broke the kiss, gasping for air, foreheads touching. Louis gingerly touched Harry's swollen lip before whispering, "I love you. I will always love you. Forgive me?" Their tears mixed as both of them stood, both their body's moulding into one. Heads touching. Louis' hands in Harry's hair, Harry's on Louis' waist. Two boys. Fighting the world. With the strength of nothing but their love for one another.

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