Harry sniffled and stood up despite his disheveled appearance. He opened the door and forced a small smile. "Look Louis, I really cant help you. I haven't drawn anything about your sisters. Im glad you believe me and everything but you cant just crush me and expect me to help you.."
"But its not for me okay? Its not. Its for my family, we are worried sick so please cant you just do something? My mum wont stop crying and we just need to know if she is gonna be okay." Louis practically begged, his eyes watering up. "I cant see the future or anything like that so Im sorry. I cant draw it unless its right about to happen or already happened."
Louis' entire body was shaking and he covered his face with his hands, almost making Harry give in right then and there but he honestly didn't know how to help, "look, ill give you a call if i draw anything alright? I promise i will. You should go home and be with your family okay? Its just better if we don't talk anymore." Harry murmured.
"But i-" louis was cut off, "i said i would call you, i cant do anything else Louis now go home." Harry instructed firmly which broke his own heart. He hated being mean to Louis but it was better this way, right?
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FanfictionHarry Styles is a comic book artist, stress from work is getting more and more difficult to deal with and deadlines are killing him. He found himself up one night, brainstorming for ideas and he began messing around, doodling some beautiful man. It...
