harry had been wandering around his small town for hours on end. he had sat down in the middle of a grass field and no one told him no. he felt not happy but not horribly dejected either. what was the word for it? he felt a lulling peace. temporary, yes. but it was there.
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p h o s p h e n e s || l.s.
Fanfictionin a world where harry has unhealthy nightmares and louis is the surprising solution. tw for suicidal tendencies, eating disorders, depression, anxiety, and abuse
