summary: harry's gets a tough phone call from his mom, he tries to hides his emotions from lou but it's no use
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harry loved november
november meant thanksgiving and family
then came december
december meant snow and christmas lights and spending every free weekend cuddled up by the fire with his favorite person
he was just enjoying the moment and finding happiness in each day to come
today was november 13th
harry woke up naturally to the sun shining through the gap in the curtains, and the light breathing of his boyfriend cuddled up to his chest
he smiled
no alarms, no rush
this is how he wanted it to be all the time
as much as he wanted to stay in the warmth of louis hold, something was urging him to get up and enjoy the morning
he gently moved louis off him (he didn't even stir) and made his way into the kitchen
rubbing his eyes with one hand, he grabbed a mug with the other and brewed himself a cup of coffee
the screened in porch seemed to be calling his name so that's where he took it after adding in a splash of milk
it was quite frigid outside, but harry was embracing it. he felt the cold hitting his skin but instead of shielding away from it he became one with it
he inhaled, held it for a few seconds, then let it all out
it was so peaceful
though there were no birds chirping and the sky seemed to be tinted grey
harry found beauty in its dullness
his thoughts were interrupted with the buzzing of his phone
he dug around in his pocket briefly before bringing it up to his ear
"hello?"
"hey h, is that you love?" it was his mum
she sounded worried
not that anybody else would've noticed. anybody else would've thought she sounded totally casual. but harry could sense the hint of sadness in her tone
"mum what's going on?"
she sighed
harry felt the dread miles away
a broken gasp sounded on the other end, harry knew she was holding back tears
he was the worried one now
"is louis with you dear? i don't think you should be alone hearing this"
if his heart wasn't already at his stomach
it was well past it now
"mum please tell me what's going on. lou's asleep but he's here"
"harry im so sorry robins. he's- he passed last night" (robin is his stepdad him and harry were close)
"what- i. mum. how?" tears were forming in his eyes
they talked for almost an hour about what had happened, harry shedding quite a few tears in the process, until anne said she had to go
all of a sudden the beautiful grey tint in the sky made harry feel like the world was sad with him
and he wanted nothing more than to climb back in bed with louis
leaving his coffee half full on the table, he made his way back inside
louis was curled up exactly where harry left him
he carefully slid himself back under the comforter and wrapped his arms around louis stomach
he didn't care about waking him at this point
but another part of him didn't want louis to know just yet
he tried to tell himself it was because it was too early
but he knew he was just afraid to face the truth
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part 2 coming later 🫶
