Harry had two, fairly well kept secrets in his life. But Harry messed up big with the two secrets, allowed the two secrets to become too intertwined. And now that someone knew the first secret, his web of lies was beginning to unravel around him.
❝we're just puppets on a string birds that aren't allowed to sing simply just echoes of the truth hiding out behind our youth❞
When Louis start's losing weight, Harry starts reading his diary. Every night Louis write a new entry, and every morning Harry writes back. And as the world around them stay the same for the public eye, the boys get closer and closer through the notebook laying under Louis' pillow.