Replaced by Two Ghosts

Replaced by Two Ghosts

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"Louis was different. Harry could not quite put his finger on it but something about the way he looked, he behaved, seemed to be off. He remembered the glow in his eyes, full of love. Louis used to make him feel like he was the only person in the world. Now those same eyes were looking at Harry, empty and blue." Or Harry and Louis used to be going strong. Well, maybe not strong but at least they were still together. Unlike their band. Ever since the band broke up their relationship hadn't felt the same anymore. They barely talked and if they did it was nothing meaningful. One day Louis had enough of Harry and left. But from there on things don't get easier. When they are both invited to a wedding, it turns out to be surprisingly difficult for Louis to stay away from Harry. No matter how hard he tries. (Don't be fooled by the prologue, the fic is written from Louis' POV)
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"Hey," Louis cradled Harry's face. "Why are you crying?" Harry fell into the touch with a slow sigh. "Because I feel like it's the ugly part that nobody should see. You don't see that kinda stuff in romance books or movies, because it's just...ugh, too mundane? We're not like fighting, we're not making it better, we're not even romanticising it, which hello, credit?" Louis chuckled at that. "It's supposed to be a montage," Harry sighed. "Like look it's great until it isn't but even then it's still great and better than anything you have because we've got really hot people to play it out." "You're pretty hot to me," Louis whispered with a definite smirk. "Shut up, I'm an ugly crier," Harry sniffled. Small smile tugging at his lips. /// This part of the story is Harry-centred. More of his story and struggles. The timeline is intertwined with Dirty Talk, so read it first!

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