The night we met.

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Louis sighs and leans back into his chair, while covering his face with his hands, keeping back the tears.

12th April. The day he and Harry last saw eachother.

*Flashback*

"Lou, come on. Don't be like that, yeah?" Harry's words come out pleadingly.

"Be like what, Harry? Look, I don't think this is going to work out anymore." Louis points between them, backing away slightly.

"What? Babe, you don't mean that do you?" Harry's eyes gather with tears.

"I'm sorry" Louis' voice cracks, and soon enough, he's running out of the door.

*End of flashback*

He groans and removes his hands, standing up.

Suddenly, he hears a voice behind him.

"Hey Louis" Niall, his co-worker, and best friend greets him.

"Fuck, Ni, you scared me." Louis rushes out, clearing his throat and itching at his eyes.

"Sorry man. Hey, you okay?" Niall asks worriedly.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just need some fresh air I think. Coming for a smoke?" He starts heading outside without waiting for an answer, pulling out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket.

He slips it between his lips, and lights it up, taking a long drag with his eyes closed.

"You know I don't smoke, mate" Niall interrupts his little moment.

"Oh yeah, right" Louis mutters.

"What's the matter with you today, huh? Your all moody" He questions.

Louis sighs, "Harry" He whispers.

"Shit, it's today?" Niall's eyes widen.

"Mhm"

"You should call him, you know. Check how he's been." Niall suggests.

"Yeah, no way in hell." Louis laughs.

"Please? I want you to be happy today. I'll call him if you don't"

"No! Don't call him." Louis begs.

"Dial him once, Lou. If he doesn't answer, you don't have to call him again yeah?"

He sighs and goes to dial Harry's number.
"Your such a twat, you know that?" He says to Niall.

The phone rings a couple times, until there's a pause in the ringing.

"Hello? Louis?" Harry's deep voice comes through.
Louis gives a scared, wide eyed glance towards Niall, who gives an encouraging nod.

"Uh, hey Harry. I was just calling to u-um ask how you've been?" He ends in a questioning tone.

"Oh. I've been good I guess. Not much going on right now, how've you been?" He asks nervously.

"I've been good. Got a new job, too."

"Wow! That's great, congrats." Harry says, seeming genuinely happy for Louis.

"Thanks a lot, Haz." Shit, Louis thinks. Haz? Really Louis?

"So, i gotta go in a sec, sorry. I'm round my mum's helping out. But err, wanna arrange a meet-up? Completely up to you, by the way. Just thought because we haven't seen eachother in a while since, well- you know"

Louis looks towards Niall, silently asking for help. Niall nods his head violently, with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, sure. I don't see why not." He purposely avoids the topic of their breakup.

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