Talk of a reunion forces Louis and Harry to face each other after four years of silence. When Louis arrives, he accidentally reveals that he can't live or get through his constant anxiety attacks with out Harry's jumper that he kept. It still smells like him, faintly. Harry decides that they just need to finally talk. So they dive into a bumpy ride of going through what drove them apart. Closure is healthy... right? === This fic was originally posted on ao3 (I am the author) but I thought wattpad readers might like it too