chapter 34

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louis' pov

the drive to his moms is incredibly long so by the time i get there its already morning.

i knock lightly on the door three times. no answer

i knock three more times. no answer

but as im turning to leave i hear the door open followed by a light gasp.

"lou?" i hear his slow voice whisper

but when i turn around it isn't the harry im used to waking up besides. its only been 2 weeks and he looks like hes been damaged for years. his face is pale and emotionless, but his eyes are weak and full of sadness and hurt. as i work my eyes down his body i don't see the usual cute tummy i see nothing... and his arms are like sticks. i can tell he feels slightly uncomfortable under my gaze because he tries to hide himself but i cant help it. he looks so broken. so without answering i pull him in for the tightest hug.

i may have not forgiven him but this isn't for me its for him. he needs this

"hey love" i whisper with sorrow

"i thought you didn't love me anymore" his voice cracks and i can just hear the hurt

"shh" i rub his back soothingly "how about we go inside" but all he does is nod with tear stained cheeks.

as we walk through the door i spot his mother staring at us with a happy grin

"lou!" she cheers and embraces me "i knew you'd come for him" she whispers so only i can hear her

"i knew i would to" but the truth is i didn't know if i would come back. i was just so hurt, i guess i didn't realize harry was just as hurt.. maybe even more.

she releases from the hug with a pleased face and turns to the the kitchen "dinners ready!" she yells and there is soon loud footsteps running down the stairs

"louis?" i hear a girls voice

"gemma!" i yell and run to her with a hug but she looks skeptical

"if you ever hurt him like that again i will cut off your balls and put them in a jar.. love you" she giggles while making her way to the kitchen while i just stand there dumbfounded

"whats wrong" harry looks at me worried but i just shrug it off

"nothing lets go eat"

the whole dinner harry doesnt really eat he kind of just stares at his food and moves it around with his fork

"c'mon boo eat" i nudge him but he just plays it off

"m'not hungry" so i just leave it alone because i mean its Christmas and he was probably snacking all day.

we are walking to the living room to chat when i realize harrys wearing a Christmas onsie so i smack his but lightly "nice outfit"

he smacks my arm "hey it was a present from my mum" so just hold my hands up in defends with a grin on my face.

"merry christmas love" i whisper in his ear as we cuddle on the couch

even though it was a shitty couple of weeks.. this was a great christmas

"wait" i hear haz yell and get up to run somewhere, soon returning with a small box so i decide its the perfect time to pull out the box i had in my bag and give it to him.

i rip open the box and of course its the matching onsie to his. i look up and he has tears in his eyes

"you don't like it do you" i whisper but he begins to laugh

"no i love it" he holds the small picture frame of us kissing with the words always in my heart on it.

merrryyyyyy chrissttttmasssss -love harryxoxlouis

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