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The thing is. Louis has never seen Harry be so nervous about something. They literally talk about anything. They've been best friends for 4 years and lovers for 3 of them, for fuck's sake. Harry sat him down once and asked him if it was okay for him to get off thinking about being tied up and spanked. Louis had looked at him with his lips slightly parted and cheeks red because of the images that question created in his mind. 

So. They are really, really comfortable with each other. 

They shave each other's groins sometimes. Which – yes, Louis musts admit – is a bit disgusting, but that's just the kind of couple they are. 

They don't even close the bathroom's door when they go to the toilet. It just doesn't make any sense to them. 

But Louis is a good boyfriend so he simply doesn't push it. He lets Harry take his time with whatever it is that's bugging him. The problem is. The damn bedroom door is closed. 

And they never ever closed a door before. 

So he knocks. And he waits when he hears a weird sound of something falling on the floor. "Harry, sun, you alright?"

"Yes!" he says hastily from behind the door "Yes, of course, don't worry. I'll be right out!"

Louis would love not to worry about it but it's basically impossible. "Are you sure? Did you fall in there?"

Harry opens the door. His cheeks redder than normal and a bright fake smile. "Absolutely!"

Louis decides to drop it for now. Because they must head to the studio for rehearsals but it's definitely not the end of it. 

They don't talk about it for a whole week. And for a whole week Harry looks nervous and sometimes he closes the door of their bedroom when he's in there all alone. 

Louis really wants to talk with him about it, because he simply cannot accept that his boyfriend wants some privacy. That came out bad. What he means is. There must be an explanation to Harry's sudden change. Louis can give him all the personal space and privacy he desires, but he needs a reason why. Especially because they spent the last 4 years of their relationship living in symbiosis. 

So he does the only sensible thing to do. He talks to Zayn. Which ends up  not being of any help. 

"Finally!" said the bastard "If you ask me, I have no idea how you two have been living together without giving each other any privacy!" 

Fucking bullshit, if you ask Louis. 

They love each other. Thank you very much. They don't need any closed doors between them when they already live their love behind closed doors. 

It sucks. That's it. Louis hates it. He feels rejected and he feels distant. He wants things to go back to normal. Of course, he doesn't say anything. 

He just starts acting the same way. Someone would say he's childish. Is he, though? 

Well, he starts closing the bathroom's door quite often. Harry doesn't notice though. At least, not straight away. 

It's been two weeks since Harry started to act weird and three days since Louis decided to behave the same when the taller boy notices. The older one would even be happy his boyfriend walked in the bathroom while he was sitting on the toilet just to start filling the bath. But, he has to be angry now. 

"Harold, the door was fucking close" 

"So" Harry looks at him from over his shoulder "what?"

"I didn't want you to come in?" he tries. 

"Oh shut up" he says frowning "what's this all about?"