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This chappie is for one of my fave readers aka smutties !! Happy Birthday stichi79

Everyone from the Smutties groupchat on Instagram knows her as Momma Stichi <3

Can't wait to go to the Lou concert with you!!

Wish you a lovely day!

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One day. It had been one day since Louis had seen Harry; when the younger had stumbled out of the room. It had been one day since Harry had gotten to know the secret Louis always had felt standing between them. The smaller had thought it would be over afterwards.

But maybe the actual problem was just about to start.

Every time a knock was heard at the door, Louis lifted his head in hope. But in the end, it never was his boyfriend entering the room. Moreover, he couldn't help but checked his location sometimes to be sure he was safe. And so far, Harry had been either in his room, in the lab, or in the corridor where the training rooms and gyms were. The younger probably tried to distract himself...?

After a sigh, Louis said a "yes", when there had been a knock at the door, sat up. The hope that it could be his boyfriend had gotten less, but still was there. As he turned his head, he blinked in surprise, when he saw who had entered the room and was now stopped at the end of the bed.

"Jackson"

"Princess. How's it going?"

Frowning, Louis leaned against the wall behind his bed. After his conversation with Miley, he hadn't thought the elder to show up here anytime soon.

"Did something happen?", he therefore asked without going with his ex's words. Jackson chuckled and walked to the chair next to the bed. Louis' eyebrows lifted, when the jerk sat down, which implied he'd stay longer than two minutes.

"Except Anne Twist shooting you with the plan to save your life, the puppy disappearing and you being forced to stay in bed, while LIFE's probably planning to kick our ass? No"

Louis' expression softened and he turned his head to look down to his own lap. It hit him again. Harry was angry, sad, confused, whatever he was... maybe all together. And...

"He disappeared?", he asked, looked back to Jackson. Shrugging, Jackson leaned back as he put his hands in his neck.

"Didn't attend any of our meetings today. But I didn't expect him to do so after I saw the way he stormed away after you told him about Anne"

When his ex looked away again, Jackson's arms lowered and his expression fell, too. Most of the times, he didn't notice how harsh he was talking. He just wasn't that sensitive with people's feelings. But right now, with his ex, he noticed. With other people, even if he noticed, he didn't care. But...

"He probably needs some time for himself", he added, frowned about himself. He didn't mind to kill people at all, but finding the right words was so fucking hard for him. Louis still wasn't looking at him, seemed to be in his overthinking head. Jackson definitely knew that look, cleared his throat.

"If you want me to talk to him, tell me"

This offer made Louis look at his ex finally, a skeptical expression on his face. Jackson shrugged as if he also didn't know why this would ever help.

"Just wanted to offer it. To, you know...", he shifted and sighed, looked away to escape Louis' blue eyes.

"Let you know you're not alone and all that shit"