The Sweetest Boy | l.s ✔️

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Once Louis figured out who 'emerald' was, he completely zoned out. He couldn't believe it was really him, the the guy he had such an infatuation with. The boy he would wake up every morning just to see.

The purest, most desired boy, he was Louis dream for the longest time. The crush he never did anything about.

And now he's back, but not in the way Louis expected. Showing his body for money? Dancing on poles and dudes for living? No this can't be Harry, the Harry he used to know.

Louis gets up and walks off stage, completely confused. Harry watches as Louis left, with a slight feeling of sadness. Was he that bad? Was he not satisfied with the dance? Harry began to beat himself up in his head.

"Louis!" Liam calls after him but Louis was long gone.

"What's wrong with him?" Lottie asks as they walk to find him.

"I have no idea, let's just go find him."

Louis was walking in the cold breeze on the street, not even feeling any of it because he was so deep in thought.

Harry, I remember him and everything he made me feel in high school. He was the person I would wake up everyday to see, the one that got me through school because I got to see him.

He would walk past me and I would melt at his smile and the smell of him. He wouldn't notice me, I was two grades above him. I would hear that he had perfect grades and many people wanted him, but he didn't give any girl the time of day, I loved it.

I don't remember much because there's not much to remember. I did nothing of the crush, I let him get away. We spoke once.

I was walking to class and looking down, unknowing of my surroundings. The next thing I knew I was knocked off balance and books fell on the ground, it wasn't mine though. I looked up and saw my dream himself, he looked scared.

"Oops, sorry!" He says, in the same chilling low voice. I couldn't even comprehend what was happening. After staring at him for a few seconds I spoke.

"Uh-hi" I say stupidly. He smiles nervously.

"Hi." He replies, he bends down to get his books and I help him quickly. Once he had everything he needed we stand in awkwardness until the bell rung seconds after and then we went our separate ways. The next thing you know I graduated and was off to London.

8 years later, here we are, is this a second chance or just an eerie coincidence. Either way it has to be a sign. Or I just sound crazy.

Louis was snapped out of his thoughts with a tug of his arm, he turned to his sister and his two friends that he ditched. They didn't look so pleased, more worried than upset.

"What happened?" Lottie asked with her brows scrunched together.

"Nothing, just.. I remembered something." Louis replied looking down at the ground.

"What did you remember that made you run out? Forgot to take your Buttplug out or-" Liam jokes but Louis glared at him, turns and walks away. Lottie and Niall also glare at him. They ran back up to him.

"Okay, I'm sorry." Liam apologizes."What's really wrong?"

"Nothing, I promise." Louis says, putting his hands in his pockets.

After convincing his friends that he was okay, they continued the night,
Just at another club.

4 days later