This is my first fic! Enjoy!
"Louis?!"
"Louis where are you!"
I heard his voice, but the other one was louder 'Do it! Jump!'
Tears streamed down my face, why?
Why am I like this?
Someones arms grabbed me off the edge and held me close, I trembled "H-Harry?"
He brushed his fingers through my brown hair "I'm here, Lou.. you're okay.."
I sobbed "I'm sorry, H-H-Haz I-"
He cut me off "it's okay, Lou, I should have Been there with you."
He pecked my lips, I sniffled and buried my face in his chest, seeking comfort.
I mumbled "can't do this without you.."
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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.
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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!