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____________________________ After five minutes of standing outside Harry's building contemplating his decisions, Louis decides to finally grow some balls and ring the buzzer for their apartment. It's quiet for a few seconds before a familiar voice speaks.
"Hello?" Harry asks in a soft sleepy voice which causes Louis to sigh.
"It's urm me, Louis." And Louis swears he can picture Harry's eyeroll. You see, the past few days has consisted of Harry rejecting Louis' calls and text messages. He'd finally been free enough to attempt to talk to Harry in person and Harry obviously wasn't having any of it,
"What do you want?" he replied bluntly,
"Oh c'mon, I just want to talk." He whined as he shuffled on his feet, "I said I was sorry" he continued which resulted in a sarcastic laugh coming from the other end.
"Tough." he replied simply and the line went dead straight after, causing Louis to bite his tongue and mutter a few profanities quietly under his breath. He was about to call in again and insult his whole existence when a voice spoke up behind him,
"Did you get locked out?" A middle-aged woman chuckled as she searched for her keys in her handbag,
"Yeah and my roommate is asleep" he lied with a tight-lipped smile.
"Here, I've got you" she laughed as she tapped her key on tab, unlocking the main door. Louis thanked her, allowing her to go first and proceeded running up the third floor. Once he got to their door, he shifted the plant pot and took the spare key from underneath it, unlocking the door and walking straight in and seeing Liam perched on the sofa.
"Liam." He acknowledged, walking straight past him towards Harry's bedroom.
"Louis" He copied in an amused tone as already aware of the situation.
To say Harry was startled when an angry Louis barged through his door was an understatement. The sound of the door colliding with his wall made him jump and some of the chocolate milk from his cereal spilled on to his bed.
"Look what you did!" Harry sulked as he placed the bowl on his bedside table, Louis just mocked him and closed the door, strolling over to Harry's side.
"Why have you been avoiding me you prick?" He asked as he took a spoonful of his cereal, purposely allowing the milk from his mouth to drop back into the bowl.
"Sorry, I've too busy being gay" he said scowling at the sight which caused Louis to let out a quiet laugh.
"I didn't mean it like that Harry" he tried and Harry raised an eyebrow,
"Really. I have no problem with gay people. I think its... nice that people can love others of the opposite sex and... love each other freely... you know, Love is love." Louis defended awkwardly which made a small but brief smile appear on Harry's face.
