If you come back home.

Dear Louis.

Dear Louis,

The days pass by slowly and I can't stop thinking about how the house is lonely without you here to make me breakfast.

Louis.

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Dear Louis,

You are a beautiful person. I can't help but keep seeing our photos together, mainly the Polaroid ones. We look sappy.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

I wish I'd have you here, now, just so I'd hold you tight and kiss your lips softly as your take me against the sheets.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

I'm in love with a picture, so I'll attach it here. You look like an angel, or maybe that's exactly what you are to me.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

I'm using the toy you bought me on my last birthday, and it feels so good to have it inside me, brushing my prostate.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

I wish you'd make love to me right now. I still have it inside me, the toy, I mean. I miss your hands playing with me.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

You skyped me today, and fuck. Louis, you look so hot with sweat falling over you forehead, hair messy, tan skin.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

I own a flower shop, officially. Remember how I've always wanted to have one? Now I can buy you beautiful bouquets.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

You come home in three days and I can't help counting the seconds so I'll have you here with me. I love you, Louis.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

One rose for a rose. I hope your blue eyes are just as bright as they used to be before you went to the army, love.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

I hope you're getting all of my letters, love. You aren't sending any to me. Anyway, two days, two days, two DAYS!

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

So, it's one day before you come back to me, home. I'm waiting for you patiently. I already have your roses separated.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

You come back today, and everything is ready for you, and by everything, I mean a warm bath, bed. I know you're tired.

Harry.

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Dear Louis,

It's been a day and you're still not home. I am getting worried, boo bear. Are you okay? Please send a message.