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Harry Styles.

It was the name Louis had heard for the first time, when Liam had whispered into his ear:

"L'eau Courante, there are two 'Mr. Styles' in here. Harry Styles, the son of Des Styles, also got invited to join this meeting"

Louis had forgotten this name after only a few seconds. But he had never forgotten it, after a curly man had jumped up from his seat after Louis had made a clear decision. An order more like.

"This is crazy!"

Harry Styles.

It was a name Louis hadn't gotten the best first impression with.

Harry Styles, he had thought. I'm going to make sure you will never ever embarrass me like that ever again.

In the end, the guy behind this name had managed to embarrass him very often. When the mafia boss moaned his name, while his friends were in the same building without the stubborn man knowing for example.

Harry Styles.

It was the name of the man Louis had hurt.

It was the name of the man, who had always managed to calm Louis; who had slowly crawled his way into Louis' private life, into his head, into his sheets. Into his heart.

Harry Styles.

It was the name of the man Louis planned to protect always. No matter what.

It was the name of the man Louis' walls had fallen down for.

Harry Styles.

It was the name of the man Louis had fallen in love with completely.

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"Harry Styles"

Louis hated how he got warm just by this stupid name. It even made his heart jump when the voice of a certain idiotic someone said it. Still, his heart also arched by the name. When had been the last time they had really talked?

Harry always had wanted to communicate.

Apparently not after the bomb had burst, though.

"He seriously dares to attend late to a meeting of his beloved L'eau Courante"

A chuckle left Miley's mouth about Jackson's words, before it opened to make room for the gum her hand was reaching up to her lips. Louis' ex apparently couldn't hide his slight gloat about the situation.

"Since when's the pup this adventurous?", she went with the joke. Louis ignored the amused voices of the leaders behind his back, checked the time on his bracelet. Jackson apparently saw the movement.

"Princess, why don't you really get a leash for your puppy finally?"

He still made fun of it. Louis ignored it as always, let his arm fall. His eyes wandered from the displays in front of him to his right arm that now lifted.

"It's a rope", he still protested, voice softer than normally when he spoke to his ex, though. For his body focused more on the ink that was underneath the skin of his right wrist.

On the tattoo that formed a loose knotted rope.

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The three leaders didn't expect her to walk through the hallways, walk straight towards the office they were in. Her quick, sure steps were loud on the floor of the central. She didn't know how Louis would react to her little visit. The woman was thinking of the last time she had seen the mafia boss.

It was the woman who had pointed a gun at Louis the other night.

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