Fixing The Broken

Louis was at a new school, in a new town, in a new state. He just moved in a shared dorm room with Harry. The broken boy. Harry wasnt normal, he hurt himself as punishment for just being who he was. He starved him self for days, and whenever he looked in the mirror, all he saw was his flaws. But when Louis looked at Harry, all he saw was beauty. And Louis belived that all Harrys flaws add up to who he was. And he was perfection. He wouldnt stop and anything until he made Harry see that, until he glued him back together. ~"Every part of you, every bump." Louis said poking Harrys nose. "Every dimple." He said poking his dimple. "Every freckle." He said tapping a freckle on his cheek with his finger. "And every scar." He said pulling Harrys shirt over his head, trailing his fingers across the cuts. "Are all what add up to you. And your perfect." He said, leaning in and kissing Harry on the lips slowly, quickly but filled with love. "Every flaw you have, adds up to your perfection."~