Whispers of our broken love

7

The thing about love is you know you're going to fall yet you indulge with it. Harry fell first but Louis fell harder, at least that's what he think it is.

It's been two days ever since he's had a conversation with Harry and it's not like Louis' free at all his work is double from what it was back in California but all Louis could think about is Harry's frightened expression, the tears in his eyes and face and the way he held Louis. It's like a haunting nightmare one that wouldn't leave Louis.

He was itching from the inside with the worry that was Harry even okay? Is he doing alright?

"Oh! That's the perfect person to replicate Crystal!" The choreographer, Rick , jumped making Louis frown, he was passing from the dancing studio that was booked for the rehearsals.

"Louis! Louis!" The said person looked up to find Crystal standing with a puppy kicked face, "I need you."

"I've got a number of things—"

"Please Louis, please. I need you, my designer just fucked up my dress and I have to leave for Cali instantly and since Harry here can't dance for shit and keeps stepping on my feet each and every time we try, I need someone to replace me." They both ignore Harry's offensive Heyy, "I don't know how to dance though."

"Oh don't worry about that, you'll just have to stay like a mannequin, Crystal knows all her steps but her fiancé doesn't and we need to make it right before the ceremony."

"Please Lou. I beg you." and call Louis selfish or selfless the way you like to see it but he gives up, unaware of the sudden hug that he receives from Crystal, "I owe you big time. And you please don't step on his feet as much as you did on mine. Alright I'm off."

"Uh what do I have to do?" He asks nervously looking at Harry who's biting his lip and staring at Louis, "You can get changed first. For dancing you need some leggings or fit pants and a tee shirt." The choreographer chirps.

And Louis doesn't know if it's a bad idea or a good one. Either way he's fucked.

*****

After getting dressed in some tight pants and a top, Louis enters the studio, "Woah. You are quite in shape." Rick says, his French accent deepening and making Louis blush, "Uh thanks."

"Can we get started already?" Harry's harsh tone makes them snap towards the green eyed man who's glaring at Rick, "Fine fine... Louis was it?" Louis nods,

"Yeah get in position. Here I'll guide you how to stand." Louis walks forward and stands in front of Harry, "Move forward a bit. It's a couple wedding dance." With a loudly beating heart Louis steps forwards and Rick's guiding his hands and positioning him,

"Alright that's enough back off." Harry growls when Rick touches Louis' waist shocking them both, Louis frowns when he sees Harry's closed off expression and the grip on his waist by a ring cladded hand is tightened, the action arouses and confuses him as well.

"Hey." Louis whispers clenching his shoulders making his angry green eyes look back at him, "He's doing his job... Calm down." Louis' words are soft and after hearing them Harry softens as well, "Yeah Uhm I'm sorry but just that's enough. We got it."

"Yeah man no worries, I get it wedding jitters and all." Rick the idiot says but Louis knows what this is, that's Jealous Harry right in front of him and what should Louis feel? Should he be happy because Harry's jealous which means he feels something doesn't he? Or should he be confused because Harry's actions are already confusing enough.

The song Photograph by Ed Sheeran start and So does the rhythm of their body, Harry's staring intensely at him and it seems like Louis' staring back. Harry flips him over so that his back is against his quite hard chest and Louis' already feeling the heat on his cheeks because of the close contact.