Temporary [L.S.]

Fear. Passion. Obsession. These are the things that can't be between a 24 year old young professor and his 19 year old student with mental disorder. But one and only eye contact changed everything in Louis and Harry's lives.

"It doesn't matter for me," the air rang with my trembling voice. I barely held back the tears and avoided meeting Harry's eyes.

"It matters! It fucking does!" Harry wasn't even trying to hide his emotions and I don't blame him, "Hell, look at me!"

I made a step closer to him but he pushed me away with his inherent strength.

"I know you'll get tired of my illness soon and leave me, so go away now," Harry exhausted fell to the floor.