Who the hell is texting me? © futuoharry

"I got two, ooh letters for you. One of them's F and the other one's U. Cause what you gotta do, is go get yourself a clue. Only two, ooh ooh letters to choose. One of them's F and the other one's U. SMH, I'm pressing send on you." Harry was done with crying. He was done with feeling sorry for himself. He was done with thinking he wasn't good enough. He was past that phase of post-bad-breakup syndrome. But now he's bitter and nasty to everyone. At least, everyone but Cher. The only thing holding him back from completely letting go, was his ex himself. Louis refused to let Harry get away. He swore over his own grave that Harry would be his again. But, does Harry even want that? Will he let Louis back in to his heart after what happened twice already? I mean, you know what they say right. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me thrice, F. U.