*incoming call*
H: Hi Louis..
L: Harry?
H: Yeah.. I know I haven't called for a while but I- look I-
L: No need to explain H. I'm just happy to hear your voice.
H: I listened to your song. It was- I- she's proud of you Louis. I know she is and so am I, Lou.
L: Thank you, H. It really means a lot.
*silence*
H: but that- that wasn't the only reason I called.
L: oh? What was the other reason?
H: I miss you Lou. So much. I miss waking up to you, eating breakfast with you, cuddling, kissing, fuck even seeing you. Please come back to me..
L: Harry.. it's been months...
H: I know Lou and I'm so, so, so sorry. *sobbing* I-I just m-miss you. So u-unbelievably much..
L: Hazza, I-
H: Please don't call me that..
L: What...? You used to love it when I called you that..
H: That's back when you were mine
L: What makes you so sure I'm still not?
H: What do you mean?
L: Goodbye H.
H: Wait Louis?! No Please Loui-
*call ended*
*two months later*
The doorbells annoyingly, high and loud ringing went through the mansion.
I went out from one of the many rooms in the house that was still way to big for only me living in it.
My mind was filled with the ocean blue eyed boy, it had been for a while. Ever since that phone call when he-
When he hung up on me.
He had been slowly taking up my mind. I had told my fans I was working on an album, mean while I was rotting in my bedroom looking through old interviews with my one, and only, love.
I was walking down the stairs to reach the door but with every step I took more memories came flooding back.
Like the time I watched him fall asleep in my arms, exhausted from crying too much, after he read too many bad articles about himself.
Or the time he rubbed small circles on my back and gave me small pecks all around my face while whispering sweet things, trying to calm me down from a panic attack.
Or the very first time we met, when I instantly fell in love. When my eyes first met his wild, wonderful, life full, haunting eyes, I instantly knew he was the one I would spend the rest of my life with.
And for a few years it was like that. I was his and he was mine. Then, he'll broke loose.
We started arguing over small stuff, like him never doing the dishes or me never being around considering I was one tour and so on.
Then, it was over. I left. I couldn't take it anymore. All the fighting was taking a toll on me. But my heart is aching every time I see his name or hear his voice.
I turned the doorknob and slowly opened the door.
My eyes widened as I saw the smile I once fell in love with. The smile I had missed for so long.
"Hello Hazza" He said and smiled sweetly, making his eyes wrinkle.
"H-hi" I said breathlessly as I battled the fear of this being a dream or accepting the wonderful feeling of this being reality.
"Can I come in?" He asked as he pointed at me.
Making me realize I had been staring for a creepy amount of time. "Of course" I said and pushed the door open wider as I stepped aside. Giving him space to walk in.
He stepped into the mansion and looked around chuckling for himself.
"Huge house for such a small boy" he said and smiled at me as I closed the door behind him.
"Do you want to sit down?" I asked, completely ignoring his previous statement.
"Yeah sure" he said and followed me as I walked towards the living room.
I pointed towards one of the couches and he gladly sat down.
I sat down in one of the sofas opposite to him. Leaving is in silence.
"Are you going to tell me why you stopped by?" I asked as I felt the curiosity eat me up.
"You asked me to now didn't you, love?" He said. Making me flinch at the nickname I was to used too.
I looked at him as I felt my eyes brimming up with tears as he patted the spot beside him, worry shining through his face.
I walked over and sat down beside him and I felt him wrapping his arms around me. Allowing me to rest my head at the crook of his neck.
"No need to cry, sweetheart" he said as he slowly stroked my back.
I finally let the long awaited tears fall down my cheeks.
"P-please don't l-leave m-me again" I sobbed into his shoulder.
He picked my head up, cupping my cheeks, as he looked deep into my eyes.
"H, I will never leave you again" he assured me. I swear I saw some tears streaming down his cheeks as well.
"I love you, Haz. I always have and I always will"
