Puppy Dog Eyes

Where Am I?

HARRY

God, what am I doing?

I don't have money, clothes, nothing..
Fuck.

Where do I go?

I don't even know where I am.

I just ran and ran.

It doesn't matter how I got out, just as long as I'm free.

But I don't feel free. I feel more encased than I was before.

But the breath of the fresh air upon my dry skin revives my soul.

I sit on the pavement on the sidewalk and hear the murmurs of the faceless strangers walking by. They know me.

I'm the missing boy.

An old man approaches me, "Excuse me are you the missing teen, boy?"

I gulped.

Why didn't I answer.

Why can I? What is wrong with me?

I gulped and in a heartbeat, I ran again, hearing the "Wait! You are the boy!"

What's happening to you Harry? Where are you?

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LOUIS' POV

I ran outside, and found nothing. No trace of him.

The smell of betrayal was only minimal because I deserve it. But I love him and he loves me. Why would he do this?

Is it wrong to feel home in a person?

I couldn't tell anyone anyways cause they would find out.

But the cat is out of the bag. And so is Harry.

He's free.

However, I know Harry.

He left everything but his dignity and I cannot he ashamed of that simple fact.

I look back at our kitten and silently week:

Please bring my heart back to me.

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