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7

after three hours of only liam and niall talking with the tense and awkward atmosphere, liam decided to leave--dragging niall with him, of course.

harry cleared his throat to get the attention of the small, older boy.

"so..."

louis left and went to the bedroom, not even bothering to talk to harry. who could blame him? after all, they had such an awkward encounter three hours ago.

"louis."

harry jogged towards their bedroom and saw louis' bag at the floor and him at the corner, hugging his knees to his chest.

"are you alright?"

louis nods.

harry hesitated before speaking, "do...you want to talk about it?"

louis shook his head.

wow. harry thought. i don't mind quiet louis, but at the same time, it's somehow bothering me since louis isn't this quiet before.

he walks towards their receiving area--or simply the living room of this small home. harry sat at the blue and green couch they bought at a very odd place.

he smiles to himself as he remembers their shenanigans and misadventures, along with their pals--liam and niall.

he examines the polaroid photographs by the wall from afar and takes a deep breath.

"harry?" he heard louis squeaked at the bedroom.

"yeah?" he asks, his voice booming throughout the room.

"are you...going somewhere?"

"no." harry stood up and went to see if louis was alright. something in his voice seemed...

off.

he walked towards louis and sat at the floor, right in front of the boy. he wanted to hug him, and to place his lips on the blue eyed boy, but he knows he can't.

louis looks up at him, their gaze meeting, full of intensity.

harry broke the spell and looked away, "is something wrong?"

louis shrugged, "i...don't really know what's wrong."

harry stood up and walked towards the door, "harry!"

harry stoped and turned on his heels, looking at louis with questioning eyes. his eyebrows furrowed and his heart beating faster than normal.

he couldn't believe that this louis still drives him madly and insanely in love. man he's in too deep.

"stay? please?" louis pleads.

harry was stunned with what louis just said for he wanted harry to stay.

but his heart ached as he remembered the fact that this louis has amnesia, and can barely remember him nor his name.

but he nodded anyway, laying down at the bed while staring at the ceiling. the silence surrounding him and louis. harry waited for the other man to tell him what the problem is since he didn't want to ask.

"harry?" louis' voice sounds so soft, "are...you alright?"

harry pushed his negative thoughts back, he didn't want to snap at louis. this louis has his walls up. this louis that's in the same room as harry is one sensitive person.

he isn't the boy harry fell for, but harry knows that he'll love this louis too.

"i'm okay, lou." he turned to his side to face the boy sitting at the carpeted floor.

"i think...i should be asking you that, mister tomlinson."

louis' blue eyes were warm like the blue ocean. warm, but somehow intense.

louis tried to stare at harry's warm, green orbs. his pupils dilate, his gaze fell on harry's lips.

he gulped.

"louis." harry whispered as if they were in a room full of people. as if what they were doing is something unacceptable.

harry watched as louis' eyes flickered. as if he was unsure whether or not he should tell harry about his thoughts.

"niall... said..." he paused and stared at the fluffy black and white carpet, "you... um. saved me."

"did he?"

louis nods, "from zayn."

harry held his breath, calming himself down.

i really need to control my anger towards that name. harry thought.

"pretty much." he gave off a forced smile.

"why?"

harry sits up, he ruffles louis' hair, "because i love you, silly."

he watched louis as he shifted uncomfortably. his eyes showing off some more emotions.

guilt?

fear?

harry cleared his throat and fixed louis' fringe. he still looks so small, so soft that harry couldn't tear his eyes off of him.

this boy in front of him doesn't even know how much he means to harry.

"harry, help me remember."

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OOOOH DOUBLE UPDATE!

WHAT WHAT WHAT
LOU JUST ASKED HIM TO HELP HIM REMEBER.

BUT HE STILL HAS ZAYN ON HIS MIND.
OOOOOH.

no. idrk wat m doin. but please vote! i don't mind silent readers.

i appreciate the votes.

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