Walk That Mile

Harry stares at him, the line of his jaw standing out scarily. "I wanted to get the most out of this trip so I planned it carefully." His voice is low and steady and somehow that's worse than when he was yelling. "So far, you've put your sticky fingers on everything I've tried to do." "Sticky fingers?" Louis repeats...

I'm sorry that I hurt you, darling

"I heard your songs." Harry breaks the silence. "I saw the videos... You were really brave, Lou, you're so brave. I'm so proud of you." And, of course, Louis breaks down again. It must sound stupid, but this last phrase was the only thing he's ever wanted to hear from Harry and he never did. At least not in this way...