Reunion 2024.

Flashback.

Hey guys! Hope you're enjoying the story so far!
I'm new to all this kinda experimenting!

Just wanted to let you know that Elanour won't be in this story because she's a homophobic, transphobic, fatphobic, racist, bitch. And spoke badly about Louis sister felicity.

Louis POV

Simon called me 30 minutes ago wanting me to come in. Said he had something important for me to know.

Simon was the worst person in the world he really sucked so much ass it was really shitty.

Anyways I arrived to his building and walked in to his office.

"Hello Louis" Simon says with a stern look on his face.

"Hello Simon, what did you want"

"Well I wanted to ask you how your relationship with young Harry is going" he says and I really wanted to curb stomp his teeth out.

"It's going well today is our 2 year anniversary." I say.

"Are you sure Harry is committed to you?" He asks.
"He sure was last night" I say just to piss him off.

"Well boy do I have some images and messages for you to look at"

"What the gell are you talking about Simon."

He puts some photos and messages in front of me. And my eyes widen.

There Harry was talking to someone else. And there he is messaging them! Dirty things too!

"Do what you want with that information Louis, good luck"

I was pissed. How could he cheat on me, that SLUT.

I was seething by the time I got to our house.

I walked in.

"SUPRISE" the boys jump out and there's Harry acting all innocent.

"Happy anniversary you two!"

"Lou what's wrong?"

"Cheating on me Harry? Really?" I say through anger.

"What I-i never cheated on you!" He says starting to cry

"Oh stop the shit Harry I want you to get your shit and get out"

He ran up the stairs to the room and started packing his shit.

"Wow Lou we didn't know!" Liam says.

"Yeah well he's a SLUT and has been talking to another person behind my back!" I yell making sure he heard it upstairs.

"How did you find out?" Niall asks.

"Simon showed me." I say and Niall and Liam look at each other but don't say anything.

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Later that night Harry was out and so was all of his stuff and I couldn't be more glad.

The only thing that made me cry was the fact that he left his matching blanket.

Why? Why did he do this to me?

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The boys and I ignored Harry's existence for a year before the unthinkable happened.

Harry got up from his spot infront of the couch because we wouldn't let him sit up here with us.

"I'm sorry but I can't do this anymore"

And he ended one direction just like that.

And we didn't speak after that.

I got a women pregnant.

I have an 8 year old son now, named Freddie.

And seeing Harry like that today broke me.