Drunk l.s

Drunk

Louis gets the text while he's at work. Eleanor wants more. She wants all of Louis, but he's done. He misses his curly headed boy.
He drives straight home after work. No Eleanor. No bar. No drinks. He comes home to an empty house. He slowly searches the house yelling "Harry?" "Haz! I'm home!" "Baby where are you?" Until he stumbles across the kitchen.
Harry's standing there along with Eleanor. Tears are silently falling from the sweet boys eyes. He won't even look up. Eleanor has a smug look on her face
Louis knows.
She told him.
Louis goes straight to Harry. He reaches out to wipe his tears. Harry rips himself away. Without a word Harry runs upstairs. He starts packing all of his clothes. Louis runs after him pleading "what're you doing? Where are you going?" With no response he grabs Harry's arm turning him around and pleads "please answer me."
Harry laughs and says "I'm going home."
Louis looks at him confused and says "but you are home." And Harry says "no. This isn't home. Not anymore. Not after everything you've done."
Harry turns back around finishes packing and goes out to his car he throws his stuff in the back and gets in the drivers seat. Louis watched crying as his world drives away.
Eleanor walks up behind him and puts her hand on his shoulder. He whips around and goes to yell before he realizes this is his own fault. He breaks down dropping to the ground. Through his tears it starts as a whisper "why?" But slowly grows until he's yelling "Why?!" She kneels in front of him and says quietly "because you weren't happy." He looks up at her and shakes his head "why?" She takes him into her arms listening to his quiet wimpers until he is asleep. They at some point made it to the couch. She leaves him there with a note. All it says is "I'm sorry"
The next morning Louis wakes up confused. He's in bed with his boy. Harry's holding onto him tight. He looks over at his phone to realize none of this had happened. It was all just a dream. He turned to face Harry and held onto him as tight as he could. Harry woke up to Louis crying into his chest. Harry kisses Louis head and shushes him quietly saying "it's ok." Harry asks Louis "what happened." He replies "bad dream... really bad dream."
Harry laughs and says "that's what happens when you get drunk."
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This is it. It's long overdue, but it's over. Only took me a couple years. Damn I'm sorry it took so long. Hope y'all like it. Love y'all. - Jade