Not My Cup of Tea // L.S.

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Sorry I haven't updated in a while...

So, who missed me? Ik nobody, anygays...

When I wrote 'The End', I swear I cried like a kid. How is this ff getting over?!?! I don't know. It was a pleasure writing this fic, helped me get rid of reality. It literally helped my mental health, I don't even know how. 

A massive FANK YOU to all the readers!! You are the reason I've been motivated to write more, so fank you fank you fank you so so so so much!! Y'all have been incredible, your support has been fabulous(I just wrote something Louis would say?).

Anygays, read! 

Two more epilogues and we'll be done *sniffles*. 

No more A/Ns. 

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"Haz?" Louis murmured.

"Lou? Lou, I'm here." Harry said, lifting his head from his hands to look at Louis, who was finally waking up.

Louis opened his eyes to see a white ceiling. Someone was holding his hand. He looked down to see Harry looking at him fondly.

Green met blue.

"Hey Lou."

"Hey fiancé."

Harry blushed but said, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling alright, I guess. My arms are aching a bit, but that's about it. Are we at the hospital?" Louis asked.

Harry nodded, "It's currently 7am, you were unconscious all this while."

"Woah! I was unconscious that long?"

Harry nodded, "Yeah, the doctor said the pain in your arms were too much for you to bear. That's why, you fainted."

Louis nodded in understanding and said, "What were you doing all this while?"

"Waiting for you to wake up." Harry said, his eyes getting a little glossy.

"Hey, hey, baby, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Louis asked.

Harry sighed, cleared his throat and said, "Gave me a proper fright, Louis. When you passed out, and didn't wake up for ages. Thought I lost you."

"Oh baby, c'mere." Louis said and reached out for him. Harry got up and walked towards him. Louis hugged him and rubbed his back saying, "No baby, never gonna leave you. Don't worry love." Harry sobbed into Louis' shoulder as Louis calmed him down.

When Harry was all calmed down, he sat back down on the chair. Louis looked at him. Harry looked pretty even when he cried, he was so lucky to have Harry in his life.

"Haz?"

"Lou."

"Is Liam all good? Zayn?" Louis asked.

"Yeah, they're perfectly fine. They're at their place, left the hospital just some time ago." Harry said.

Louis nodded, "What happened to Nick?"

"Imprisoned for 40 years. He was planning to use you for planting bombs in the houses of gays and other people who aren't straight. It seems his dad was the one who started this, but was sent to jail long before and hanged. So, his son wanted to fulfil that wish of his. All those men, who hurt you three years ago, who hurt me some months ago, who kidnapped you and Liam, all were his men. His father's more like." Harry informed.

Louis looked at Harry with wide eyes and jaw hanging. "I befriended and eventually fell in love with someone like him? I can't-" Louis began but Harry placed a finger on his lips and said, "Lou, don't worry. It's your past. Let it go hun."