Louis takes a swig of his beer. "You wanna know why we aren't okay?"
"Please do tell me Louis," Harry insists.
"You"-Louis sticks his finger against Harry's chest-"are making a big deal about nothing! We both miss shit, not just me okay? So don't go...
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The house looked the same. It was still the same house Harry and Louis had built together, except for the fact Louis doesn't live there anymore.
When the divorce was finalized Louis let Harry keep the house since Louis had already bought a flat. Harry had no complaints.
The house was secluded in the country near London so both parents could commute easily. Louis and Harry had this dream of some sort of "paradise" for them and their future family so they built it. The house itself is a beautiful Victorian style that they renovated, turning it into a more modern home but still keeping some charming aspects of the original house.
They had plenty of land that they definitely made use of. Majority of the land was used for Louis's mini football pitch that he had to beg Harry to have. The rest of the land was for Harry who used it for his garden and a family pool. They even had a future plan to buy some horses, but of course that never happened.
Louis parks his car in the driveway and smiles at the familiar sight of bikes and toys scattered on the front yard. Louis remembers coming out there late at night to clean before Harry got home from work, so he wouldn't yell at the kids.
Louis was there to pick up the kids for his half of the week. The schedule was very simple; Harry got the kids from Monday to Thursday, while Louis got the kids from Friday to Sunday.
When they sat with the lawyer to figure out the custody plan, Louis just sat there silently while Harry and the lawyer talked. After they were done, they both turned to Louis who simply nodded his head in agreement and left out the door.
The first time they tried the new schedule the kids were quiet and ignored their parents. When they got to Louis's new flat they made a beeline to their bedrooms and stayed there until dinner.
It took some time, but eventually they got used to the fact that their parents were no longer together. They said that they're okay with the idea of switching between them, but Louis and Harry both knew their kids weren't as happy as they were before.
As Louis was nearing the front door he hears a voice from the backyard. "Come on Clifford give me back the ball!" Louis immediately recognizes the voice as Beckham, his only son and also the eldest.
All of a sudden a big black blob of fur runs toward him with a football in his mouth.
"Hi there Cliff." Louis kneels down and starts petting his dog.
Yes it was still his dog, but Louis didn't want to take Clifford away from all this open space to a closed off flat with no inch of grass anywhere, so he let him stay with Harry.
"Oh hey dad."
Louis turns around and sees his son looking at him with a glint in his eye. He will never get over the fact that he looked just like Harry.
