Epilogue

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The next day, Dill woke up alone and he frowned. He hoped Louis hadn't already left for work otherwise he wouldn't be able to properly apologise to him.

In record time he got himself ready for work. Soon he was walking down the stairs to get to the kitchen. He felt relieved when he saw Louis standing by the sink in a pair of black skinny jeans and a black top. He wore black VANS on his feet as well.

"Lou?" Louis jumped slightly as he turned around for a few seconds before looking at the sink again. "Do you need a lift?"

He watched as Louis lifted his head to look out of the window. A thin layer of snow, only half a centimetre thick, had settled on the ground and Dill hoped that he would say yes.

"Um...It's okay. It's only a twenty-minute walk. I'll be fine. I'll see you after work," he muttered.

"It would be quicker for me to drop you off and it's on my way." Dill desperately wanted him to say yes.

"I said it's fine Dill," Louis mumbled, looking at him through the corner of his eye. Dill noticed that Louis tightly gripped onto the sink and he decided to leave it.

He sighed to himself before nodding. He walked towards Louis and stopped as soon as he was a few inches away from him. Louis grabbed a plastic bag beside him and thrust it in his direction without looking.

"I made you lunch, it's only leftovers but you can have it."

Dill took hold of the bag, deciding whether he should give him a kiss or not. "Lou, can you look at me, please? I want to see your face this morning." Louis turned his head and he finally noticed the tears that were in his eyes. "Oh, Lou!"

Immediately, his hands went to Louis' face and he pressed gentle kisses to his cheeks. When he tried to go for his lips, Louis quickly turned his head to the side and he kissed his cheek instead. Dill only sighed as he rested his head against Louis' forehead.

They stayed like that for what seemed like a long time. However, it was only a few minutes. Louis sighed when Dill pulled away.

"Please be safe," Louis whispered. Dill looked at him in shock.

He wanted to say more but the look in Louis' eyes kept him quiet. "I promise I will."

Louis shook his head, closing his eyes when he felt tears begin to come back again. "No, you don't understand. Someone is possibly trying to kill you. I-I don't want you to die," Louis whimpered before falling into Dill's chest.

"I know Lou, I know."

Dill tried to calm him down by stroking the back of his head and giving him a few kisses. It worked slightly.

"Lou, I'll promise you this, if I get another threat then I'll go to the police."

Louis sighed into his chest, nodding as best as he could with Dill around him. "Okay, thank you, Dill."

"I will do it for you."

"Please just go. You'll be late," Louis whispered, wiping a tear away from under his eyes.

Dill nodded before kissing him just in the centre of his forehead. "I'll be back," he whispered as he slowly walked backwards and grabbed his briefcase. Louis knew that he had a long drive to work but he just wanted him to take it easy, especially now that a thin layer of ice had begun to form on the roads.

"Dill," Louis called out just when he got to the door.

"Yeah?" He asked hopefully.

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