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Part Thirty Three (Louis)
I knew it was too good to last. How stupid of me, to think that Harry would actually want to move in to our house permanently. I had to have known this was a temporary fix to their dilemma. The Styles’ could not be here forever, and it took me almost a month to realize it.
Harry couldn’t just leave. Why would wake me up in the morning? I mean I suppose I could always do it, but that’s not the same you know? He would be just next door. Across from my window, I could talk to him all night form there if I so desired.
Still my heart plummeted at the thought of him leaving. How could he just do that? It was only next door, and he would be there all the time, and of course we’d still be together, but-
It wouldn’t be the same. Harry would be gone.
As we approached the school the familiar smell of gym shoes and sweat filled the air. I wasn’t entirely sure how that was possible, our school hardly did sports, but hey, I guess high school aged boys have a way of making everything stink.
School sucked at the moment, but mind you, I can’t really remember a time in the last year or so that it hasn’t.
Shoves and glares met me on the way to my locker, and after Harry had left my side to head to his class, I felt vulnerable to anyone.
Even…
Barrett?
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Fanfiction"Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone, we find it with another." - Thomas Merton
