Louis' P.O.V
By the time we reached my flat we we're both shivering and huddled together. It's taken us quite a while to get home and the cold and snow made us even slower.
"We're here." I whispered to Harry as we got to the block if flats I lived at.
We walked into the building, embracing the warmth but Harry still kept his arm around my waist.
We got to my flat and I fished around in my pocket for my keys and frowned when I couldn't find them.
"Don't tell me we've walked all this way and you don't even have your keys." Harry chuckled.
"I could've sworn they were in my pocket." I mumbled, re-checking all my pockets.
I heard a jingling next to my ear and turn to look at Harry to see him smirking and holding my keys.
"They fell out of your picket when I brought you to the warehouse." He explained whilst still smirking.
"Arsehole." I muttered whilst snatching the keys off him.
He puts his hands up in defense whilst muttering chuckling, even though it sound more like a giggle.
I put the key into the door and turned it.
I turned to smile at Harry before saying ,
"Welcome to the flat that I call...home?"
When I opened the door I didn't expect to find the far wall covered in writing.
The words were hard to read but I made out the words:
'I WILL GET YOU BACK."
I instantly knew who it. And apprantly Harry did too.
"Your dick of an ex boyfriend did this, didn't he?" He gritted his teeth.
I numbly nodded and stepped into the flat.
It was then I heard the familiar tune that I both love and despised at the same time.
I walked to the main area of the flat and saw that stuff had been tipped all over the floor.
Parts of my furniture were turned upside down and picture frames had been smashed.
But in the centre of all of it was a small music box. That my mother had given me.
The lid had been snapped off and that is what got to me. He knew how much that meant to me and he still broke it. I ran forward to grab it off the floor and try and put it together.
"Lou... Are you okay?"
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The flaws of being alone *Larry Stylinson*Kitten!Harry
FanfictionI fell to the ground and stared up into the sky. Well at least i'll die peacefully. My senses were suddenly being attacked by a white numb feeling. The last thing I saw before I fell under was green eyes and bouncy curls and cat ears?
