A/N This is a short one shot I did, I just felt it, idk if you like it, vote and or comment, love ya much xx -Laney
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hold your breath bc tonight will be the night i fall for you
over again dont make me change my mind
or i wont live to see another day i swear its true
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Harry stands alone, or so he feels that way. He's surrounded by friends and family, lots of them. So why does he feel so alone?
These days Louis was distant from his reach, which he was so desperate for. He tried filling the hole in his heart that was missing. He made plans with friends, went to the movies, went to clubs and bars. Always coming back to a conclusion that only one thing could complete him, Louis.
Louis hardly had anytime for Harry anymore it seemed like. Between Eleanor, family and friends, and management often steered him away from being around Harry, unless necessary.
Louis is a busy man-to say the least. Between work, time spent with his girlfriend and family, other friends. There wasn't anytime for Harry lately. Had he start to fall out of love with him? He couldn't answer that himself, didn't want to. He loved Harry, that’s his best mate. Louis didn't give it much thought lately, he was happy, why can’t anyone accept that.
Harry soon gave little thought about him being in love with Louis. He decided it was time to give up. He met a lovely girl. She was an artist just like himself. They seemed to have a lot in common and lots to talk about.
Taylor and Harry got on well. They had a few lovely dates. They even kissed a little. Something wasn't there though and Harry couldn't put his finger on it.
Louis wasn’t quite thrilled about the news. Harry loved HIM, didn't he? No he doesn't anymore. He's in love with Taylor Swift now. Louis walks the streets of London with Eleanor, a sad expression plastered on his face. He paid no mind to his surroundings, not even Eleanor; he wouldn't even hold her dainty little hand that he thought fit nicely into his own hand.
They were happy, right? They had gone their own separate ways because quite frankly, that’s how it was suppose to be, at least how management said it should be.
Years have pass, the band had broken up just a year ago. Every one thought Harry would go solo but he was ready to settle down. Harry and Taylor have been over for quite some time now. Harry had a nice house of his own in London, he was quite happy with life.
Louis had broken up with Eleanor 4 months ago. Yes, he loved her, but he decided it was more of a sisterly love.
Louis sat on the floor, rummaging through his closets. They were messy; it was about time he cleaned them out. He stumbled upon an old photo album. On the front it read, "Best mates." It was the photo album Harry and Him had put together quite some time ago. A knot formed in his stomach. He quickly threw the album across the room, hitting the wall with a loud thud. He didn't notice he was crying until a tear fell and hit him on his arm. He quickly wiped the tears away.
Louis reluctantly got up and walked over, picking the album up with care. He dusted it off with his hand as if to say 'sorry for throwing you'. He sat down on the edge of his bed, opening the album. There laid all the old pictures of them from the X Factor. Harry had his arm around his shoulder and his hand was cupping Harrys chin. That was his favorite picture from back when they were just starting on X Factor.
He turned more pages, recognizing the smiling lads. Louis closed the book and held it close to his chest, tears now streaming from his eyes. "I just want my best friend back, if that’s all I can get, Ill take it." Louis sobbed some more until it hurt to keep crying.
Louis decided that enough was enough. In his haste, he grabbed the directory book, looking up Harry’s new address. He ripped the page out, threw on his TOM's, headed out the door, and into his car.
Harry found his new hobby-reading. He enjoyed getting lost in books, it was like being in a totally different world. As ridiculous as it sounds, Harry was reading the Harry Potters series. He was curled up on his couch getting lost in the magical world. Hearing a knock at his door he yelled, "coming!" He set down his book and walked over to open the door.
Louis stood nervously on the other side of the door. Harry looked the older boy over, his mouth agape, "L-Louis? W-what are you doing here? I-" with that Louis had sprung himself at Harry, pulling him into a big hug, he never wanted to let him go. "Harry I missed you so much. I realized it was you all this time, you who I loved and wanted to be with. I was so stupid for not seeing it before and then I thought I lost you and-" Harry crashed his lips against Louis' with so much passion, as to make up for lost time. He wrapped his arms around Louis' waist, pulling him in closer. Louis fisted his hand in Harrys curls as he deepened the kiss.
They both felt the missing part of them being filled. It was Louis that Harry was missing, needed to complete him. It was Harry that Louis needed to fill his heart; it was him he wanted all along. They confined themselves in each other.
