Paint The Town Blue // l.s.
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- Partes 5
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Última publicación mar, dic 10, 2019
"You know how we've always thought we were together in our past lives too?" Louis' chest rose and fell with an exasperated sigh. I thought he might cry.
"Yeah?" I waited, listening to his heart until he spoke again.
"Maybe I just missed a beat, you know?" He must've known I wasn't grasping what he was saying, because he sat straighter to explain himself. I carefully adjusted my head on his chest, brows furrowed, listening carefully as if I'm not going to hear him even though we were pressed so close we could be one. "Maybe in every other life we were happy. I'm sure we had our problems, but nothing close to this... I'm sorry this is how things played out for us this time around. I'm sure I'll get it right in the next life..." He sounds hopeless when he trails off, like he had more to say, but he didn't have the energy to explain.
"Well..." I traced a heart on his bare chest with my fingertip. "maybe every life we've lived together were all disasters." He barked a small laugh, but I positioned myself so we could look into each other's eyes and he pursed his lips, seeing the seriousness written on my face. "Maybe this is how our souls were meant to be together. No matter how hard it is or how tested we are- we're strictly for each other. I think that's a better way to think of it... more positive, you know? What we're going through is nothing compared to what I'd take for you."
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Or the one where Harry's heart has been borrowed and Louis' has been blue.
Also a lot of mentions of drugs & alcohol !!! Please be aware that they are sad party boys. Thank you 💝
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