Sorrow
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Last published Sat, Mar 12, 2016
"I regret everything." Harry whispers, wiping his eyes free from the tears.
"What, falling in love with me?" Louis frowns and watching the sorrow that falls on his boyfriend face.
"You weren't meant to save me.. I was suppose to be dead but you come in on your fucking high horse and you save me." He looks up at Louis and shaking his head, "I regret everything Louis.. I wish I didn't but I do."
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