"It's like wisteria, it's one of the most gorgeous things to ever exist, yet it's toxic and suffocates other plants around it," Louis says with a sigh. His bright blue eyes turning gray as he walks away.
"Louis, wait!" Harry calls, he knows what Louis said is true, they can never be together, it's just not possible, but something in him lurches from within and yells "Louis, in three years, meet me back here, promise?"
Louis turns around for a short moment and in an almost whisper says "promise."