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They fell asleep beneath the stars that night, after setting up their bags and putting out the fire.

Since they had already set up the tent earlier in the day, they left the door open and let Clifford clamber inside, curling up contentedly. He seemed happy to have the entire tent to himself.

It felt special to be beside Louis beneath the blanket of stars. Harry should've been trying to fall asleep but he was too enamored by the sight above him, the stars twinkling. It felt like the longer he stared at the sky, the more stars he saw.

Eventually his eyes began to burn from keeping them open for so long, and he allowed them to slip closed, his mind conjuring images of faraway galaxies.

Beside him, he could hear the sound of Louis' lulled breathing, beneath the constant hum of the wind above them.

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