Change Your Ticket || larry

8

Louis looks through the rack of designer dresses and bites the inside of his cheek. Harrys upstairs getting more photos taken and Cara is with Louis, showing him the clothes.

"This would look stunning on her!" Cara squeals from the next row over. She's helping him pick a dress for Eleanor and he looks away from the soft fabrics and over to her. She's holding a plain dark blue dress and it doesn't look special in any way. "It looks so much better on. Trust me. You're taking it."

Louis huffs as the dress is thrown at him and gently moves so he can hold it properly without wrinkling it. It really doesn't appear special and he wants to get her something good.

"Is she your sister?" Cara asks, her fingers quickly searching through the clothes.

"Best friend," Louis corrects, just watching the tall model. Cara nods and pulls out another dress and then shakes her head and hangs it back up.

"That's sweet. She's very pretty," Cara admits and Louis can't help but smile at that.

"She's beautiful. Everything about her is," Louis can't help but gush. Eleanor is his favourite person after Harry. No matter what she always stands by him and supports him and Louis appreciates her so much.

"You're so cute. I wish you lived here," Cara pouts. She passes him a few more hangers and Louis looks through to see average clothing that probably costs abnormal amounts of money.

"Maybe one day. I'm considering moving here when I'm done school," Louis tells her softly. Her eyes slowly move to meet his and she looks so caring and gentle.

"Harry would love that," she tells him and he shrugs. "He really would. You're his pride and joy, Louis. I've never seen him smile more than when he's with you."

Louis blushes at that and looks down at his feet. Tomorrow is his last day and then he's leaving and not coming back until he's done school. He's leaving Harry again and sure the boy will visit, but the visits are too short.

"Lou?" Harry's voice echoes against the walls and Louis' head snaps up and looks at the direction it came from. Harry comes strolling in shirtless, his sweatpants hanging low on his hips. He smiles at the sight of the boy and all the clothing in his arms.

"You found her some stuff?" Harry asks with a smile and Louis' going to miss that smile. He leaves that smile in a day.

"I did! She can thank me," Cara grins up at him and Harry thanks her and gives her a hug before he takes Louis' small hand.

"We're going to go. Thanks again, Cara," Harry tells her. Louis manages to say his thanks and then follows after his shirtless boyfriend. "My stuff is just in the other room. I'll just grab it and then we can go home," Harry explains. He leans down and kisses the other boy before he enters the room on the left.

Louis just furrows his brow because that's not his home. That's Harrys home and it's across the ocean from his own. Their homes are now on two completely different continents and Louis doesn't like that. He doesn't want to be with someone that lives so far away, but he can't even think about leaving Harry.

When Harry reenters the hall Louis rushes forward and holds him close. Harry is surprised by the action but hugs the boy back, and closes his eyes as Louis squeezes him tightly.

"You alright?" Harry eventually whispers and Louis just shakes his head and snuggles himself closer.

"I don't know how I'm going to leave you."