St. Frances Recovery Center allowed Louis to check out at 4:00 AM in an attempt to evade the paparazzi and news teams who'd been hovering around the building for three months. There were still a few diligent photographers excitedly taking photos as Louis walked out of the building, but there was someone else there, too, waiting just as eagerly.
Eleanor threw her arms around Louis. "I missed you so much," she cried.
"God, you don't know how much I missed your face," he agreed.
"But there's something I need to get off my chest," she wiped at her eyes as they got in her car.
Louis shook his head. "It doesn't even matter." He kissed her head. "You're my person."
Eleanor's rearview mirror was flooded with camera lights. "Harry kidnapping you and killing himself, they are never going to stop following us, and trying to get you to talk about it."
"We'll move far away. Around the world."
Eleanor looked at Louis seriously, "They'll follow us to the ends of the earth."
Louis tucked her hair behind her ear. "Then that's where we'll go."
"To ends of the earth? Where would that be?" she smiled.
"I don't know. Maybe Papua New Guinea. You want to move to Papua New Guinea with me, Eleanor?"
"I don't think I'd look very good in a grass skirt," she teased.
"I'm serious. Let's go somewhere remote. Let's start over. Imagine when me son come for the summer, how much room he'd have to play. And maybe we'll have a couple of kids together me and you. We could go home and pack right now. Beaches for Miles. Fruit off the vines. "
Eleanor held Louis's hand. She beamed at the boy she had almost lost forever. "To the ends of the earth."
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Watermelon Sugar Die
FanfictionHarry has been a careful serial killer, but after a holiday trip with Louis, it's all coming to the light. And one of them has to die. Excerpt: Harry spread the pearly bubbles over his friend as gently as he could. Even through the sponge, he could...
