Whispers of our broken love

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"Darling, do we really—"

"Yes! Goodness, H. This wedding planner is like the best in the entire Beverly Hills. And you know how I love perfection. Don't you, baby?" Crystal asks with a pout on her pretty pink lips, Harry smiles at his fiancé leaning to peck her, "If you say so. So we're meeting her when?"

"Him! It's a he, H. Remember Caitlin and Jackson's wedding?" No Harry doesn't, still he shakes his head, "They had a beautiful wedding." He says and Crystal nods, "I know right! Apparently it was that wedding planner who did it. I can't wait it to be ours. God I'm so excited for our wedding, baby." She gushes and Harry leans down to peck her temple,

"Me too, darling." He whispers and she smiles, blue eyes wide but not twinkling the way they should be, not warming Harry's insides with their irises, he shuts his eyes and backs away.

"I should be leaving for work now. See you tonight." He says and his fiancé nods before returning to her own work.

"I'm going tonight with dad, he wants you along. Something about his newest deal." She says and Harry frowns, he really doesn't want to meet Crystal's dad because it just reminds Harry why they are getting married at the first place.

"Sure. Text me where and I'll try to reach." With that he's walking out of their condo.

A sigh leaves the green eyed man's mouth as he enters his car, his gaze dropping down to the ring on his finger, there was this ache in him that never soothes down and it increases each time Harry's lips meet His fiancés, everytime he makes love to his fiancé, every time he wishes it was someone else, someone who brightened up Harry's day just by a smile a giggle, someone who's kisses were cure for the most lethal diseases, someone who's eyes were deeper than any ocean in the world and prettier than any stars. Someone who was meant to be his.

He grunted and shook his head, "Stop being a pussy. You don't love him anymore, it's Crystal, Harry." He reminds and even to his own ears he finds himself sounding hollow.

******

"Louis! Jesus Christ there's a life out of this place." Mara complains eyeing her boss who was busy typing something on his ipad.

"Yeah and that life contains wedding and more wedding. Now get me those goddamn papers, that Mr.Jeoffery has been on my ass!" Louis grunts and His assistant simply rolls her eyes. "Girl, with that ass I'll be on it too, but that's not the point! Louis it's the weekend." She whines.

"We've got another wedding coming up...." He whistles squinting at the long list, "Okay this one is sooner than expected. Crystal and...." His heart stops at the next word,

"Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles? That's it? Is this how boringly we'll have to invite people, Hazza?" The blue eyed boy asks his fiancé who shrugs pushing a fresh strawberry in Louis' mouth, "We can do it however we want, baby. We're anything but boring I'm telling you." He warns squeezing the smaller boy's waist who giggles because of the tickling sensation.

"It tickles!" He shrieks and Harry laughs in his neck, "Oh does it now?" Louis growls when Harry pins him under, "What was that?" The man asks smiling widely, Louis pouts and growls again, "It's me being angry! I don't like tickling." He whines, Harry laughs nuzzling his nose in the smooth cheeks, "Okay I'm sorry my little lion. D'you like kissing?" The man asks making Louis flush red,

"Love—

"Loueh!" Mara screams making him jump and eventually pulling him out of the painful flashback, Louis squeezes his chest as he shuts his eyes tightly, "Hey you okay?"

"Yeah..Yeah..." he whispers staring at the name, must be someone else, surely There were many Harrys in Beverly Hills. "Aren't they paying too much?" Mara asks grey eyes wide at the money, "Must be a pair of rich brats...ugh unhappy arranged marriages and divorces." She mutters.

"Hey. Be a little gentle, taking name of divorce before the marriage is a bad omen." Louis scolds,

"Sorry boss. So we doing this?"

"Yeah... have you seen the money? Besides they want a beach wedding what's more we want. Call them up and let's have a meeting tomorrow."

"Sure! Already on my way."

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Kinda short but this is the introductory part. Hope you like the concept.

All the love,

Y.