Chapter 1.

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Annoyance. That is what Harry feels when various companies complain to the certain business about the lack of satisfaction it is receiving from the customers. Throughout the very busy yet irritating procedure, Harry has been shown fabrics and materials that haven't received his approval much to his dismay.

He was either discarded with the lack of effort they have put on the clothing or he was either disappointed due to the fact that his employees could have done so much better. He had to fire at least 4 people that day, they showed absolutely no substantially in their working business.

The week has been nothing but stressful for Harry. Everyone was walking in and out his office with skeptical emotions, having to slam the door once in awhile. Of course, Harry didnt approve of that. It was intentionally his fault, mostly because he did have employees that were in charge with the deliveries and such.

He didnt have to knock on the door of his assistant manager without her blurting out "I quit" statement. He was going to fire her at that exact moment but since she insisted he walked away, shrugging.

Luckily he was able to discard himself with the dramatic commotion that was occurring in the business. He packed his suitcase and walked out the building, not bothering to say good bye to any of his employees.

Once Harry stepped out into the cool air, from the corner of his eye he saw a body laying motionless on the concrete floor. He looked directly at the body with wide eyes, as he got closer to it, the thought of a dead person laying by his building was consuming him. Until he saw who it was.

Louis, Louis Tomlinson. The young boy he would always see deep into sleep in the subway. Anxiety rushed through him.

He can't be dead, Harry thought to himself. Just as he is squatting down, Louis slightly stirs, having heard the leaves crunch underneath him. Harry sighs in relief, he gets up and dusts himself off. As he does so, Louis slowly opens his eyes, picking up his head to view upward. The boys make eye contact.

"Hey, are you okay?" Harry asks. Louis looks around for a few seconds before nodding and lazily getting up, he slightly smiles at Harry who is intensely observing the petite boy.

*flashback*

"Harry! Stop!" Louis squeals, trying to push Harry off him.

"Not a chance." Harry laughs, rapidly wiggling his fingers in Louis' sides. He continues to do this before Louis' eyes start to water. He pulls away, sitting back, laying on the headboard, watching Louis breathe in and out.

"That was horrible H" Louis says as he sits up carefully, he crawls over to Harry before straddling his waist and wrapping his small arms around his neck. "You're a horrible person"

"Yet you yelled my name only two minutes ago. Saying how much you love it when I'm deep insi-" Louis puts his hand on Harry's mouth, giving him an embarrassed look. Harry giggles onto Louis' hands, grabbing it gently afterwards.

"You know I love you." Louis whispers.

"And I love you." Harry cheekily smiles, Louis leans in and gently places a kiss onto Harry's plump ones. Nothing could tear them apart, their love was unconditional and not to mention strong. Everything was perfect for the two of them, every kiss they shared, every touch, every glaze, every word. But the boys didnt know what was coming afterwards, they didnt know if they were truly going to be forever like they say. Harry didn't know he was going to run away , Louis didnt know he was going to end up homeless. They didnt know. Only God, himself.

But why did it happen? Only due to the fact that not everything has a happy ending. And surely the two young boys knew it. Something had to come in the way of their happiness but they were too oblivious to acknowledge what it was, saddest part yet, they didnt fight for what they lost.

"I'm fine, thank you sir." Louis whispers as he starts to walk away from Harry. "I'm fine."

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Very short chapter, the few upcoming chapters will be longer for sure. Im sorry if I havent updated, school has gone in the way and its very stressful.

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