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Don't Look Back In Anger.
The year was progressing on and the summer was now turning into fall. The days were becoming shorter and the nights longer and colder. It was that time of the year for the fireplaces to be turned on, pumpkin spiced lattes, walks in the park enjoying the beauty of nature as the trees lost their leaves, for an extra blanket on the bed and lots of cuddles.
Louis and Harry spent a very eventful summer. So many things had happened and so many things had changed over the course of three months. Louis had started working less to spend more time with Harry. He had employed a person specifically to fill in for his absence and run the company when he was away. Louis knew that Harry needed him and he knew that he had to be there for him just like Anthony had kept on suggesting in every session they had. Anthony had not been backwards in showing his concerns regarding Harry. During his sessions with Harry, Harry spoke of nothing but how great Louis was with him and what an awesome relationship they had, failing to see that it was an unhealthy relationship, that it was toxic as Anthony pointed out. Louis' fits of jealousy didn't seem to bother Harry. The fact that Louis allowed him no friends besides Liam, Niall, Zayn and Ed didn't seem to bother him either. He was perfectly content with having just them as friends. When Anthony pointed out to Harry that he should have more friends and venture more out into the world without Louis, Harry had almost been offended saying that all he needed in life was Louis, that there was no meaning to his life if Louis was not it therefore there was no need for him to seek out the companionship of anyone else because he was perfectly happy with just Louis. This made Anthony extremely worried and uneasy with the way this relationship was going.
And Harry was indeed content with his life. He had finished his first year at University and once again he had passed all his final exams with the highest grades, making him the top student of his year. He had been so happy when he had gotten the results and Louis had been so proud of him, showering him with love and affections. As a gift, he had taken Harry to Amsterdam for a week then from there he had taken him on a two week tour of Italy. Their first stop had been Rome. Harry had fallen in love with the city at first sight. They had spent a few days there visiting landmarks and churches, monuments and little piazzas, drinking cappuccinos and strolling hand in hand like tourists. Then Louis had taken Harry to the Vatican because Harry had wanted to see the Sistine Chapel. Harry had literally stopped breathing at the beauty of the small chapel, his mouth hanging open as he took in the frescoes of the Creation on Man, Noah and The Flood, The Fall of Adam and Eve and The Last Judgement. Then launched into the detailed history of how Michaelangelo had ended up painting the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel when in fact Michaelangelo had been a sculptor. Then they went into St Peter's Basilica because Harry wanted to show Louis a sculpture by Michaelangelo. He had grabbed his hand and tugged him excitedly through clusters of tourists towards "La Pieta", a statue of the Virgin Mary holding the dead body of her son and again Harry went on to describe to Louis when Michaelangelo had sculpted it, how he had sculpted it from a single block of marble and pointed out to Louis the fact that taking in the proportions of the Virgin's spread knees, if she actually stood up she would be over sever feet tall!! Louis was so besotted with his boy, hearing him speak and talk that he felt all giggly and happy and ever so proud of him.
They went on to visit Tuscany, Montepulciano, Firenze, Milan where they had gone on a crazy shopping spree visiting outlets such as D&G, Prada, Armani, Versace, Gucci, Valentino, Sergio Rossi, Trussardi and Christian Dior. Louis had spoiled them both rotten buying them clothes and accessories and shoes even though Harry had complained and whined that he really didn't need to buy him so much stuff but Louis loved spoiling him. Also while in Milan, Louis had taken Harry to Santa Maria delle Grazie to view the famous "Last Supper" by DaVinci. Harry had spent a good deal of time fawning over the painting, explaining to Louis how the apostle on Jesus' right was in fact Mary Magdalene and how everyone tried to hide the fact that maybe it was possible that the twelve apostles were indeed eleven men and one woman. Louis just fonded over Harry as he listened to him talk not really interested in the history of the painting as such (he couldn't give two fucks about it) but just interested in Harry and his knowledge and the way he slowly drawled out his words full of excitement.
