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P O L A R O I D S

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P O L A R O I D S

P O L A R O I D S

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LOUIS HAD BEEN PRETTY QUIET on set and Y/N knew exactly why he was like that. For the past few months, he had been having huge fights with his girlfriend Renza over the smallest things. It wasn't prejudice that spoke of this. Everyone had seen them firing words back and forth when it came to social media posts. They were that petty.

Everyone thought it was something to laugh at at first until it all got worse. It was both their fault, and they were toxic to each other. They needed to learn a lesson about one another, but no, no one ever lectured them in fear of being accused that they weren't minding their own business. The things about it were all wrong.

The times when Y/N had talked to Louis was when they were reciting lines and checking up on each other when they had the time during breaks ( it seemed all impossible when most of the time, they'll work rushed and overtime due to the fact that Millie had a tight schedule as well ). But those times now include this one night.

Staying in her hotel room, the girl heard a soft knock from her door. She stood up and opened it only to see a distressed Louis looking down to the ground. The boy's hair was a mess, and it took him seconds to realise the door had been opened for him. When he lifted his head, there he was in all his grace with bloodshot eyes and red puffy nose, sniffing as it got runny with liquid less viscous than snot.

L/N's face was etched with worry as she looked at her friend in his current state that made her heart beat a different way.

"Louis, what's wrong?" She asked. He blinked copiously. Louis couldn't make eye contact with the girl as he fumbled around.

"Sorry, er, it's nothing. I'm — actually, don't even know why I'm here," he chuckled sardonically, not meeting her eyes as he attempted to get out of his embarrassment.

She only frowned at that.

"I think I should leave — "

"Louis, no. Tell me what's wrong."

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