baby, i'm haunted ➡ lilo/larry

Sincerely Me

Dedication: Ama_good for the fantastic cover.

BEFORE back with Louis, even if Harry couldn't physically touch him, was the best gift he could have ever been given. Just knowing that Louis could see him and that he could still be with him meant everything to Harry. He could never put into words how much Louis meant to him. He love him with every part of hum and no matter what it takes, Harry would always be with him and Louis would always have him and he would always be all that Louis would ever need. Harry was going to make sure of it.

Harry floated around while he waited for Louis to get to the flat from work.

Harry wonderee that if as a spirit, maybe he could track him. See where he is. He could at least try. Harry closed his eyes and he focused on Louis and only him. At first, his mind was blank, but finally he could sense him.

It was like his brain traveled to what he thought of.

Before Harry knew it, his body traveled from the couch to a street on Parkway Avenue. Nobody noticed him though. It was like Harry was there, yet he wasn't as well. As a ghost, anyone could see him, so his brain must of traveled there, while his body stayed at the flat. Kind of like astral projection.

Harry looked around the area. It was bustling with people. Many businessmen and women clutching their phones in between their shoulder and ear as they looked at papers. Most of them having grey hair from all the stress of work. The voice of Louis sounded as he walked out of a business corporation.

"I can't believe Hall is making me working with you on this presentation. How am I supposed to find a few new found talents with someone as brain dead as you?" Louis complained.

A man, maybe a year or two younger than Louis, followed him. He had a grizzly beard and had a David Beckham esque look to him, but Harry had no idea he he was.

"Oh, please. I'm not as dimwitted as you might think, Lewis."

Harry knew Louis was going to punch the man soon enough. He hit a soft spot on Lou. He hated being called that.

"Do not call me that again unless you want me to beat your dick off." Louis threatened, gritting his teeth.

"Oh, I'd love it if you did, Tommo." The man smirked.

"You are such a cocky bastard, Liam. I'm going to kill you before we even start this project." Louis scowled.

"Don't worry. I loathe you as well." Liam said, picking his phone out of his pocket.

"The feelings mutual." Louis smirked, walking off to his car.

"Wait!" Liam called out.

"What, Payne?" Louis groaned.

"I'll see you soon, love. Call me." Liam smirked at Louis and walked off in satisfaction.

Who was this dickhead and what did he want from Harry's Louis? Harry was going to find out.

Harry focused his mind back on the flat and transported back to his spirit. He gasped, out of breath, thinking of what he had just witnessed. The door started jiggling and Louis unlocked it, throwing his briefcase on the sofa. It hit Harry, but went right through him too so it caused no harm for the ghost.

"You alright, babe?" Harry asked.

"Yeah. Just Hall signed me to work with Payne and remember how I used to whine about his attitude? I'm gonna kill him before we even start this project." Louis complained, groaning in the process.

"It's alright, Boo. Just remain calm and try to keep your cool. You're absolutely fine. Just let the anger go." Harry soothed him quietly. Louis nodded and all his worried went away.

Harry decided that he wouldn't tell Louis about this projection thing. It would only cause him more stress. If he wanted Payne to stop, Harry could make him stop with a little spiritual persuasion, maybe. Besides, Louis didn't need to know about Harry's dirty work. They were just getting things back on track.