(Back to Harry's POV)
I didn't know how to act when Louis walked into the kitchen. Thinking back to all the years we were so inlove really made me want to go to sleep and never wake up. Because I knew we could never go back to how we were. Not now. Not ever. It was too late. Maybe that was why I decided to do what I did. I knew it would never get better. How could it get better without Louis? How could I live without him? How could I ever love anyone else the way I loved him? It just wasn't possible.
