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BEFORE

I felt the warmth of Louis' hands caress me as the needle smoothly inks through my skin, outlining a beautiful 'yang' tattoo under my thumb right below my right palm, matching Louis' tatt, creating a Yin Yang tattoo.

But Louis' tattoo is placed on his left palm, contemplating mines.

The tattoo artist, who himself weirdly do not have any single ink on his skin shifted his position as he does the final touches on my tattoo.

"Beautiful. Its simply an evidence how I couldn't be complete if I don't have you by my side. Happy birthday again." Louis said whispering, facing me. I feel the same way, honey. 

It's just sad I can't be with you forever. 

xxx

AFTER

I froze up right after hearing his voice. I felt weak and scared at the same time. It just sounded like my Louis. 

But it's totally not him, that's because he doesn't talk to people that way.

You could hear the heavy thump from his shoes that are coming from his footsteps made me feel nauseous and frozen.

"Lydia, could you tell me who's in?" his tone and voice calmed. The maid eyed us a worried look, seems like telling us to go. 

Oh god.

He's getting nearer. 

I can't do it. 

I fell, I collapsed.

x

I shifted through positions not fully aware of what's happening to me.

Where am I?

This isn't home. 

All I can remember is that me and Harry were talking to this maid named Lydia and Louis' voice, the other Louis' voice, was making me so tensed then I blacked out.

I got up from this spacious bed where I lay to find out Harry was sleeping on the couch perfectly positioned near the door. This room is actually perfectly designed and polished, but I shrugged all that because I'm still confused to what's happening.

"Hazz? Wake up." I carefully told Harry while gently poking his arms. And in a second, he was awake.

"El, " he sat steadily, his face completely worried but at the same time thankful maybe because I'm awake now.

", are you okay?" his eyes full of worry.

"I'm feeling better, I guess. What happened?" I asked.

"Hm.. I don't know what happened to you, actually. Louis, the other Louis- well it's hard to explain. But when he came to ask Lydia who's in, you collapsed. We got so shocked and the maid just kinda offered a room for you to rest in. Believe me or not, but Louis actually insisted we could stay for a night." Harry explained to me in detail, remembering on what happened earlier.

"Louis?" I nervously asked.

"Yep, Louis Gabriel Tomlinson."