Gold Rush Part 5

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OKAY SO HI!!! I'm so so sorry I was gone for SO long... But here I am! Ha, nobody will read this but I don't like to leave stories unfinished. So here we go!
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"Harry, we can't be up here." Louis laughs as Harry pulls him up a spiral staircase to a little art loft. There's paint cans everywhere and an age-old mattress.
"Oh really? Because we're up here." Harry does that stupid perfect pearly white grin and winks at the tan skinned boy. Louis laughs and pulls Harry's jacket closer around himself, not wanting to give it back just yet. Harry thinks Louis looks... Astonishing.
"Okay. Paint something. Anything." Harry notes and crouches down, opening the paint cans and looking up at Louis.
"Anything?" Louis blushes as Harry presses a paint brush into his palm and looks up at him through thick lashes.
"Anything, Lou." H grins and steps back as the small boy starts to draw a tree.
"Why a tree?" He asks and steps forward, hesitantly wrapping his arms around Lou's waist from behind and the curly headed boy rests his chin on Louis' shoulder.
"Well... Because trees are strong. Even though they are cold through the winter and they die... They come back strong and colorful in the summer." Louis notes and Harry falls deeper for this boy. This damn perfect poetic soul.

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⏰ Last updated: May 26, 2015 ⏰

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