louis
The next day, Harry and I start cooking breakfast before William wakes up.
"Are we going to talk about what happened last night?" Harry asks.
"I didn't know there was anything to talk about, we've been known to do this from time to time, hook up and pretend everything's normal."
"Well, I'm sick of it," Harry replies.
"Sick of what, the sex?"
"Pretending that the sex doesn't mean anything."
"What does it mean to you?" I ask.
"I don't know, but I know it's not just sex."
"What do you think it is for me? Just sex? It's never been just sex for me, Harry. Throughout the years, every time we hooked up part of me held on to the memories from when we were together, and then I had to face the reality that you made this entire life that didn't include me," I confess.
"And you think that wasn't the reality for me as well? Do you genuinely think that if the life I had that involved you not loving me was something I wanted to let go of? I couldn't. I don't want to."
"Then what do you want?" I ask.
"What do you want?" Harry replies.
We stare at each other, we get in each other's face, and we instantly kiss. Harry hugs me, and cries on my shoulder.
"I missed you, I missed you all the time, even when I knew I wasn't supposed to, I love you."
"I love you too, you mean the world to me," I say back. I go up into my room, and grab the engagement ring I had given him years ago.
"Louis, you told me you got rid of this years ago," he says.
"I didn't think I'd have anyone I wanted to give it to, but that's only because I only want you to have it."
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Fanfictionbook # 2 of 40 weeks - - I can already tell you that this isn't going to make sense unless you read 40 weeks, but anywho back to the description: After breaking up over family lifestyle differences, harry and louis strain to raise their son together...
