i fell in love in 1914 ~ l.s

🫂 27 🫂

~ Harry ~

Brown fluffy hair, blue eyes... it can't be him, but it is? He looks the same. He looks like he hasn't aged at all. I know he'll love to hear that.

I have no reason not to talk to him, right? Of course people would look weird because we're both in the other side of war, but people looking at us weird hasn't stopped us before. Although I think this time it's different, he's not pretending to be a British soldier. I don't want to know what people would do if they saw us together, and I don't think I want to know.

He doesn't totally look the same actually. He doesn't necessarily look older, he looks less... him. He looks like he's changed. Like he thinks differently about things now. I don't know how you can tell that by someone's looks, but apparently I can.

He looks good. As always. He's wearing a black suit. He doesn't have much facial hair, but he has a light stubble. I wonder how it would feel when I touch it.

I didn't know if I still had feelings for him. That's a lie actually, I definitely knew I still had feelings for him. But seeing him again, makes me feel it again. I've missed him. A lot.

I feel like I understand him better now. You see, I couldn't help to read his notebook in the four years I haven't seen him. I understand everything better now. His relationship with his dad (which is really shitty because of his dad's homophobia), his sisters and his mom. He has a really close bond with them (minus his dad).

I then see a hand waving in front of my face. "Harryyy." Martha's face suddenly blocks my view on Louis. "Hmm?" I respond.

"Stop starting at the Germans, they're gross, horrible people." She says. I frown and get very defensive of Louis. But she's kind of right. The normal German soldiers like Louis aren't here, only the really important people. Those people aren't really nice. That makes me wonder where Louis is here.

"Harry?" Martha asks. I blink at her in confusion. "What?" I ask.

"Are you alright? You keep zoning out." She says with a frown.

"I'm fine." I say. I look over her shoulder to find Louis.

"Okay, Gemma is still upset. I don't necessarily agree with her but you've been so emotionless lately and..." Martha starts talking as I look to find Louis.

I finally see him, talking to some people before exiting the room. I  look away and I remember that Martha is talking. "It would be better if you-" "Martha." I interrupt her. She looks at me questionably, and a little offended that I interrupted her.

"I need to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back." I say and I walk away before I can let her stop me. I leave the room and follow Louis.

I end up in a hallway. I see some wooden doors and I decide to open the one with the word "toilettes" written on it. I open the door but when it's halfway open it, it bumps into something. Or better said: someone.

The person stumbles a few steps away from the door and looks up at me. My eyes meet his blue eyes. His mouth falls open and his eyes widen.

"Oops?" I say. I remember this being the first word I've said to him. He had replied with a simple- "hi." Louis says, still looking at me like I'm a ghost.

I don't know what to say. I only know that I've missed him. So I throw my arms around his neck and I hide my face in his neck. I'm fully aware that if someone would catch us, we'd practically be dead. Hugging a German after a war is definitely not a good idea. A war that's still not officially over, may I add.

With his arms wrapped around my neck, and breathing in his scent, I feel like a weight has lifted from my shoulders. I feel like I'm home after being far away for too long.

"I missed you." I whisper.

Instead of replying, he pushes me away from him. "We can't do this." He says.

What does he mean? He hasn't missed me? He doesn't feel the same way? He has a girlfriend? I realise that I'm a hypocrite. I have a girlfriend too. Maybe that's why 'we can't so this'. Does he know I have a girlfriend? Oh no. I hope not. We can't do this. We can't do this. I feel my eyes filling up with tears. His words hurt.

"No not like that!" Louis says when he sees my hurt expression. "I mean, I'm expected to be back in a minute, we should have this conversation later, and somewhere more private." I immediately relax. I open my mouth to say something but a loud knock on the door stops me. "Louis!" I hear the voice say behind the door.

"Ich komme." Louis responds, sounding very annoyed.

"I should go too." I say quietly.

He sends me a sad smile. "Meet me here after the meeting." He doesn't ask. He rarely does. I don't mind, I would've said yes if he had asked.

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"Why are you smiling so much?" Martha whispers. The meeting is almost over.

Louis is translating what the Germans say because they're not that fluent in English. It's very entertaining and I like his voice. "No reason." I say.

"You're annoying." Gemma says. I don't even know why we're constantly fighting. But we are. I'm not too worried about it, we're siblings so it's normal.

"Louis is here." I tell her. I haven't told her yet so I might as well tell her right now.

Gemma looks at me confused: "Who's Louis?" (A/n: rude. He's your brother in law ma'am 🙄)

(A/n: next chapter is chapter 28.. I was thinking some jealouis? Because we all love jealousy, right?

Also, I've been writing some fics (ofc all larry 🙄) and so I've been writing:

A hate to love fic (same vibes as unbelievers)

An.. interesting fic idk how to describe it (kinda like undone, undress)

And a fic that's not like anything I've read before (not me being original)

Those fics will be published somewhere in the future. But don't worry, it won't effect the updates on this fic and I won't suddenly leave this fic. The story is almost done though)