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Roommates?

Roommates?

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His arms are around me as we lay on the thin blanket looking up at the night sky. It's moments like this that are my favorite. With my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat, his dainty thumbs tracing circles on my spine. "Louis?" I ask. He opens his eyes, "Yeah babe?" I bite my lip, we've never talked about this before. "Lou, what are we?" He hesitates before answering. "Roommates I guess." "Oh." I don't know what else to say. Is that all I am to him? Just a roommate? He starts to speak again, "Roommates who are in love with each other, at least I'm in love with you..." He trails off, his voice cracking at the end. I sit up to face him. His eyes are red and he has tears streaming down his face. "What is it Lou?" He hiccups as he struggles to find the right words to say, "I don't want to lose you Harry, I love you too much" I cup his small face with my large hands and look deep into his puffy blue eyes. "Never." I whisper to him. I press a soft kiss onto his forehead. And with that we lay back down, this time he's in my arms, listening to my heartbeat, while I'm tracing circles on his back. If could freeze this moment I would. I'd put this moment on replay and keep reliving it. My beautiful roommate in my arms, looking up at the sky. Perfect.
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"Listen," Harry said sternly, sitting up on the bed. "Don't interrupt...just don't even talk. Listen. I want what's best for my daughters, and sometimes, I don't think you are. You're not constant with your visits and you only care about being the cool, favoured dad instead of the one that cares about his daughters safety. If you want to be a part of their lives, you need to visit more often. Pick Katie up from daycare. Quit smoking. Put Emily on the trolley to school. Act like a real father. Then, maybe, I'll take you more seriously." He paused. "Got it?" - Louis was the perfect boyfriend. He was sweet, caring, and loving. Up until Harry gave birth to their daughter. After that Louis smoke, drank, and even started dating some girl. Now Louis' trying to be a better father.

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