99 days (L.S)

Day 68 (part 2)

May 3rd, 1940.

{Writing}

Dear, Harry:

So many things I wish I could say to you. I wish hard I could see you. Just this once. I wish you would just reach out to me, say you're okay. I know I'm a bit annoying whilst writing you all these letters. I just really want to know if you're okay. I miss you, so much, and I'm just so worried. Please, if you're still out there, alive, let me know.

Love, Louis.

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It had been two days, and Louis hadn't seen Harry since that day. He began to worry, and even went over to his mum the next day to see if he was there; Only, he wasn't.

It wasn't until early afternoon, that Louis heard the door open and close. He didn't say anything. Not even raised his head as he continued to read the book that was in his hands.

He heard him come in the room, but still, Louis was as silent as a mouse. He didn't know if it was anger or the fact that he was upset, the reason he wasn't speaking, but he knew it was somewhat both.

Harry was now in front of him, his presence obviously known to Louis.

"I'm sorry." Were the only words that came out his mouth. Louis still didn't say anything. Harry knew the reason why he was being silent. He knew a simple sorry wasn't going to fix the situation that they were currently in.

He had been gone for two days, and he knew that wasn't right of him. They were arguing, and Harry needed to clear his head and figure everything out before he came back. He knew what he wanted, and he didn't want to change his mind. He knew Louis would be hurt, he knew that if he left, he would be leaving another part of him. The one part that has ever kept him together, that ever made him feel at home.

Harry was at his mum's. She was the only person he could talk to at the moment. She always knew what to say, whether it was a bad or good situation. He was there when Louis had came. He so badly wanted to run to him and lift him up in one big hug, and never let him go, but he just couldn't give in the courage to do so. After what happened, he just couldn't see him. He didn't know what to say to say him, without possibly causing another argument. So he just stayed there till he felt it was right to come back.

"I don't expect you to say anything. I know you're mad, and I'm mad at myself too for just walking out like that." Louis listened as he spoke, still not saying a single word as he continued to read his book.

"I'm sorry for not understanding your worry. You do have a right to be worried, you have a right to feel the way that you do. I know you don't want to lose me, and trust me, I'd be the same if it was you. I wouldn't want you to leave me either." He paused for a moment, trying to gather up what to say next.

He took a deep breathe, before sighing. "But...I haven't changed my mind. I have to do this-I want to do this. I have no choice, Lou. I even thought of it myself and wasn't going to do it, but I realized that I could maybe save us. Save the country with them, and protect everyone."

Louis wanted to say something at that moment, that he disagreed. Sure, Harry wanted to protect him. He wanted to protect everyone else, and himself at most; But he just didn't want Harry to get hurt. He didn't want to lose the person he had known practically his whole life. The person he had known since the very first time he saw him on those swings. They grew up together, and the one thing he so wished didn't happen, was to see him gone.

Louis, for the first time since Harry came back, looked up at him. The look he gave said more than a piece of paper ripped from a book. It was disappointment, hurt, even betrayal. Harry felt so bad that day. They slept on the same bed that night, but didn't face each other. They both knew that what was to come, would change their relationship forever. Was going to change everything. They knew it wasn't going to be their happy ending. Even if they both wished for it, they knew it wouldn't happen. Not right now at least, or so they may have thought.

They didn't know what their future would bring. They didn't know if they would ever see each other again, fix everything, and forgive each other. They still loved each other more than anything. They wanted to say goodbye, but didn't. They wanted to kiss each other goodbye, but didn't. They wanted to hug each other, but didn't. They wanted to say, "I love you" but didn't.

They knew it was too late once that door shut and he was off, and it was then that they realized, they wouldn't see each other anymore. Not for now at least. No more hugs, no more kisses at night and in the morning. No more cuddles, no more watching romantic films on the couch.

Louis felt like he betrayed himself as well. He wished he would have said something before. He knew he should have spoke instead of being mute. He knew there was no going back. He knew it was too late. As he held the piece of paper in his hands, he knew if he had just said something, they would still be together.

The tears rolled down his cheeks, as he read the three words that would have saved them both.

We surround you.
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And there you have it, part 2!

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