Twenty two

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Sorry, I'm late again. Classes have started so it's difficult for me to update quickly :(

The next day, Harry was at Louis' flat for tutoring session. He was still thinking about what his mum said in the call. He wanted to ask Louis about it but he didn't want to upset him so he was confused.

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?", Louis asked him, closing the notebook.

Harry saw pleasant brightness in his eyes. He didn't want to darken them with his questions. But he was Harry and he had to ask them.

"I called my mum yesterday, for the first time since I came here", Harry said.

"You're terrible Harry", Louis said in disbelief.

Harry chuckled nervously, "I know, I just..... nevermind, I told her about you", he said.

Louis' expression was slowly changing.

"I told her your real name, I felt like she talked weirdly after she heard your last name and I want to know the reason", Harry said, he was already terrified.

Louis' face turned cold for a second but then he rolled his eyes as if nothing happened.

"She probably had heard a similar name somewhere, I don't think it's that serious", Louis said and shrugged.

Harry nodded, he was sure that Louis was lying.

"Can I ask you another question?", Harry asked, he could hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

"Yeah?", Louis said, he looked confused and a little nervous.

"You never told me about your dad", Harry said, but regretted it immediately.

Louis' expression changed completely. He was either going to tell Harry to fuck off or cry.

"I don't have a dad", Louis said quickly and looked away, breathing heavily.

Harry wanted to kill himself.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I shouldn't have asked you, shit, I'm really sorry, I'm an idiot, I'm-", Harry trailed off when Louis looked at him with a sad smile.

"You didn't hurt me Harry, don't be sorry", he said, and he meant it, Harry could see the honesty in his eyes.

"My mum did have a husband who helped her to produce me and my sister", his expression was bitter, "he left us when I was five and told my mum and told that he'd come back soon", he said.

"Did he come back?", Harry asked without thinking, it was hard for him to bite his tongue.

Louis chuckled, widening his eyes, "He came back, he did, to ruin my life forever!", he said angrily.

Harry's eyes were flooded with tears.

"He never gave divorce to my mum, he promised her that he'll come back with money so that we could be rich. Mum waited for him for years, not being able to find new partners because she thought she would be cheating on him if she did so, while he was in London in his enormous bungalow, fucking new girls every week", he said, he was shaking.

"He came back though, it was mum's last wish before dying. She begged me to find him and to tell him how much she loved him. She was so blinded by her love for him that she couldn't think how it would affect me and Lottie, my sister!"

"I brought him back to her, somehow, because I loved her more than anyone else, I wanted to make her happy, one last time. He came to her and pretended to love her so much, but I saw his girlfriend waiting in the car outside the hospital. He said nice things to mum and she was happy, that's the only thing I appreciate him for, that he made my mum happy"

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