Behind The Lyrics [L.S]

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 // 𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖
[ 7 Song references ]

I felt like I was losing my mind, Louis was everywhere, his smile in every face I saw, whenever I closed my eyes, In my thoughts, in the streets, in the smell of my morning coffee, because that strong connection we both felt wasn’t fading, wasn’t disappearing, making it impossible for my to even focus on my work.

The three days we’ve been apart, when I couldn't promise him I would stay, were still replaying in my mind. It was like if someone had ripped my heart in two, like if they had taken some part of myself away, I was dismembered.
But also I knew deep down that I couldn't stay and even if we talked, and he gave me another chance, lately I’ve been going crazy about the fact that at some point I'd have to leave.

Things between us were amazingly good in the past week. I've never been so into somebody before, It was overwhelming, it was magical, it was all I never had.

We spend every night together at my hotel room, trying to enjoy every second we had. In the mornings at six a.m I’d go with him to the coffee on his motorcycle and spend my morning there until I had to go to the office, meeting each other at lunchtime, then after work I'd take a cab back to the coffee shop and have dinner with him there again.
Every day was the same, but it felt perfect, like it was the best life plan ever. Every shared kiss, every hug, every time we both touch, I only wanted more. I just couldn't get enough, and the fact that it was going to end in a week was killing me.

Because I had made up my mind about going back to England, not forever, but at least a couple of weeks until I could set everything in order for me to leave for good.
I hadn't told Louis though, and I didn't have a plan to do it either.

“Harry, you there?” - My client asked from the other side of my desk.

“Yeah, sorry Jonah. What were you saying?”

“I was asking you if there was a chance that I could enter me in the London Fashion Week. I know you have contacts there, maybe I can travel with you back to England. The event is in three weeks.”

“But you are in New York, you can get plenty of opportunities here. I can get you to enter some publicity ads, or fashion magazines.”

“Yeah, but you’re my agent now, you're from England and I’d like to expand my horizons. That’s why I contacted you.”

“Okay, yes. I can call my contacts on the London Fashion Week if that’s what you want.”

“Yes! Please Harry! Yes! Thank you.”

“I’ll call you if something happens, okay?”

“Sure.”

“Bye, Jonah.”

As Jonah was leaving my office my phone rang, showing Louis’ number. Instantly a smile formed in my face.

‘Hey babe.’ - I said.

‘Hey, are you done? are you coming?’

I checked on my clock, seeing it was past seven pm already.

‘Shit! Yes, wait for me.’

I rushed to get my things and call a cab to take me back to Louies.
Minutes later, when I got there, Louis was waiting for me outside while smoking on a cigarette.
I walked towards him and wrapped my arms around his back, leaning over and kissing his cheek as he exhaled the smoke.

“I was thinking that you forgot about me.” - Louis said with a smirk planted on his face.

“Never.” - I said, pecking his lips.