Chapter 22

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PAST

It's Christmas 2020, Louis and Harry are at the Tomlinson residence with Lottie, Daisy, Phoebe, Mark, and Anne. Ever since Johanna died Anne had been there for the girls because they no longer had a mum, she's been like a mother figure to them ever since. They all have matching Christmas pajamas on, they all sit on the couch, drinking hot chocolate, and watching Elf. As they watch the movie Louis's arm is around Harry, Harry has his head on Louis's shoulder. Anne sits next to them, snapping a picture of the couple with her phone. Lottie sits on the floor with the twins, she is in between them, there is a white blanket covering them up. Mark sits in his recliner chair laughing the loudest at the movie, even though he has seen it over a thousand times. The movie finishes, Anne suggests they take Christmas pictures. Anne takes her phone and walks over to the tree; she first gets a picture of the girls in front of the tree. Then she takes a picture of the girls with their brother. Then she has Louis and Harry get together for a photo in front of the tree. They each hold a mug with the first letter of their name on it, Louis kisses Harry's cheek and Harry smiles as Anne snaps the photo. Anne looks at the photo and smiles, her son and son-in-law are the cutest couple in the world.

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Later that night Louis and Harry are back home from their Christmas dinner. They snuggle on the couch watching Holidate, a cheesy rom com, that's more their style. Louis looks sad and hopeless, Harry notices and looks over to Louis.

"Lou, what's up? You've been looking upset ever since we got home."

"I just wish we didn't have to hide, I'm tired of hiding Harry. I hate having to fucking be with Eleanor, she's so needy! I'm done, Harry! When do we get to be free? When do we get to be happy? I'm tired, I'm tired Harry, I'm tired of all of this, I just want it to stop. I don't know how much longer I can live like this, it's torcher, it's fucking torcher!"

Harry grabs Louis's chin and looks at him worried.

"Lou, it's almost over, it will be over soon, and we will be free, finally free. But I need you to keep holding on until then, darling just hold on a little longer, okay, for me?"

"Okay, I'll hold on, just for you."

Harry lets go of Louis's chin and puts his arm around him, he gently kisses him. Louis lays his head on Harry's shoulder and falls asleep.

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