A/n: In the first and last place, I just want to apologize to you guys about something. I don't know if it happens to other writers out there, but since this is an online unfinished book I find myself re-editing previous chapter as I go over them after being published with another light, another clarity of mind. But I don't make big changes, just a few missing words or an additional sentence here and there to put the ideas together.
I know this may be a little annoying for you to know, because something you might've read could be put in completely different words or not even in the story anymore. Yet I promise you it's nothing considerable enough to make you have to read it again. You don't have to if you don't want to. At all. It's just me wanting this book to become better and more serious.
I'm sorry about that, but I had to let you know.
I hope you understand.
Thank you <3
P.S: This chapter will be extra long and intense just to make it up to you for the lack of consistency. I hope you enjoy and like where the story is going.
See you in the comments xx
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Friday he finishes school earlier. Mr. Harding had suddenly caught a really bad cold and couldn't give his class the last period of the day. Harry wasn't as happy as he'd be if he thought it was legit but, in all honesty, he couldn't help wondering if it was because Eric didn't want or couldn't see him so soon after he ended whatever they had. But, on the other hand, he had never taken a single day off work, so maybe he was indeed sick and Harry was just acting like he mattered more to him than he actually did.
Louis had texted him in the morning asking if they could take deal with the contract in his office early in the afternoon, not forgetting to end his message with an 'I love you.'
Only after all those days Harry came to realize he never said 'I love you' back. It was like a shock of regret and anxiety contusing his entire body, making him want to text him an 'I love you too' immediately. But through message it didn't have the same impact, specially if Louis noticed it too and decided not to bring it up because he thought Harry didn't love him back. Yet he did, so damn much he had that worry consuming him the entire day.
He obviously agreed to meet him in a heartbeat. That way he'd be able to apologize in person and make up to him for his stupid act. Or lack of.
To: Louis
5 P.M is okay with you?
3:47 P.M
As soon as his teacher turns around, he sneaks a glance at his phone that vibrated in his hand with a new message.
From: Louis
It's perfect. I'll be waiting for you.
P.S: Are you skipping classes today? If you are thinking about it, don't. I can come pick you up when you've complied with your schedule.
3:50 P.M
Only him to think of the fact that I might have classes at that time...
To: Louis
Don't worry about it, I won't be missing classes. Mr. Harding is sick, so I won't have the last period.
P.S: I'm a an exemplary student if you didn't know.
3:53 P.M
From the corner of his eye, he could feel Liam snooping at his phone, trying to read his message.
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