Me and Louis started to date and I moved in with him so we would never have to be apart. At first it was great but then Louis soon became difficult to live with. He always left a mess everywhere and it really bothered me. I confronted him about it, but it suddenly turned into a fight. He started screaming, "WELL HARRY, IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH AN ANNOYING BASTARD, I WOULD CARE! BUT YOU ARE AND YOU ALWAYS ACT LIKE A GIRL! QUIT BEING A GAY FREAK AND BE A MAN!" Those words were enough to shut me up. I couldn't believe that was how Louis felt. All through high school I was called a gay freak, so I ran into the bathroom and cried.
Louis P.O.V
As soon as I yelled at Harry, I regret it. I loved him with all of my heart and I just made him cry. When I goddamn promised him I would never do anything to make him cry. My heart shattered when I heard his sobbing. I lightly knocked on the door and said, "Harry, please let me in" He opened it and I quickly engulfed him in a hug and apologized. "You promised, Louis. How could you break your promise?" At this point I was crying. "I'm sorry Harry" He noticed I was crying and started rubbing my back gently saying, "Shhh it's ok Louis. I forgive you. Please don't cry. I love you" "I love you too" We then gave each other a peck on the lips. God! His lips were so soft and he was so gentle. How could anyone not love him? I looked at him with love in my eyes as I saw him smile and lightly blush. Damn! He was so cute too. I don't deserve him but he still loves me anyway. He cuddled up to me like he always does and I looked down at him with affection. One day we would be married. But we would no longer live in England.
