"You're a part of my job," Louis spits back trying not to sound irritated. Louis knows he's right; he knows that he bends his rules for Harry, that he gives him special treatment, that he gives Harry more of himself than anybody else gets. "Okay," Harry finally says. "I understand. I just thought," Harry sighs. "It doesn't matter, are you ready to go in?" Louis presses his lips into a line wishing he had said anything else to Harry than what came out of his mouth. But it's there, it happened, and it's hanging in the air between them like a thick fog.All Rights Reserved
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