P/2.
Harry: I can't fucking believe you.
Harry: Five years for nothing.
Harry: You threw away five years of love for a 10 minute smoke and what 40 minutes high? You're sick.
Harry: You chose drugs over your boyfriend. I'm moving out, I've packed a few things and I'll be back to get the rest in a few days. I'm sorry it had to end this way.
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Louis: I'm sorry.
Harry: You're sorry? You're fucking sorry? What for? Choosing weed over me? Breaking the law? Ruining our relationship? Breaking my heart? You're sorry? Please be more specific.
Louis: Everything. I didn't choose weed over you, I simply needed to clear my mind even if it only lasted an hour. I can't make you stay with me, please know I want you to though...
Harry: I'm done, Louis.
Louis: You don't mean it. We're meant to be together, we love each other.
Harry: You have a weird way of showing it.
Louis: Don't do this...
Harry: You did this.
Louis: No
Harry: The weed must be fucking with your head, this is your fault.
Louis: Why are you so mad at me for smoking?
Harry: Because you turn into a different person. No one wants to be around you.
Louis: Zayn does.
Harry: Be his boyfriend than.
Louis: Don't say that :(
Harry: I've never been more serious in my life. I'm done.
Louis: My chest is caving in on me, I can't breathe
Harry: You're fine
Louis: I really can't breathe
Louis: It burns, help me!
Harry: Probably a weed side effect
Louis: Something's wrong
Louis: It's burning to breathe
Harry: You're fine
Louis: No, I'm trembling
Louis: My hearts racing
Louis: I can't think staraight
Louis: help
Harry: You're having a panic attack. It'll hurt but you have to take deep breaths, you're okay, Lou. It's happened before, it'll happen again, you'll get through it. Just keep breathing.
Louis: Don't leave me
Harry: I'm already gone
Louis: I need you
Harry: Should've thought of that before
Louis: Are you going to Niall's?
Harry: Yes. He won't let you in though.
Louis: Didn't want him to.
Harry: good
Louis: yeah
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Louis: You've gotta help me
Niall: Louis, let him have a break, he loves you, don't stress
Louis: I've been having a panic attack for over an hour, I need Harry...
Niall: Just chill out, smoke with Z, you're single you can smoke as much as you want.
Louis: Don't think for a second you'd ever be able to take my place! Just help me, I'm begging you!
Niall: I'm trying to help you, cunt. I don't even want to take your place, Harry's my best friend.
Louis: Why won't he answer his phone :( what's he doing
Niall: I'm not going to sit here while Haz is in the other room probably crying his eyes out and tell you his every move. You fucked up so you can pay the consequences. I'm here for Harry, you can go cry to Zayn.
Louis: Rude. Look after him though...
Niall: I plan on it. Picking up the pieces that you broke. I'm going to cuddle with my best friend, I'll talk to you later.
Louis: Tell him I'm sorry...
Louis: and I love him
Niall: No, leave him alone.
Louis: Please?
Niall: Stop texting me. I'll talk to him about you guys when he clams down. As far as this goes, I'm on Harry's side, you knew this would happen and you still chose to smoke. Pathetic. I shouldn't even be texting you back- I won't be from now on.
Louis: You haven't smoked, you don't understand
Louis: It's an addiction!
Louis: I love him...
