chapter four

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CHAPTER FOUR

And all my friends are tired
Of hearing how much I miss you, but
I kinda feel sorry for them
'Cause they'll never know you the way that I do
Yeah, today I drove through the suburbs
And pictured I was driving home to you

-

He picked his phone up and went to call Liam.

He's been to go-to for the past week, putting up with Harry calling at all hours sobbing and coming over to comfort him, or even just sit with him for hours as he talks about how much he misses Louis and how much he wished he didn't.

But before he can hit the call button, he puts the phone back down on the passenger seat.

It's been a week since they broke up and all week Harry's been calling the boys for comfort, they're probably getting sick of it.

He feels bad though, really.

Because Louis really is the most amazing person this world has ever seen, and yet there are so many things about him, that other people will never know. Because no one will ever know Louis the way that he does. Not even Eleanor.

With a sigh Harry sits there, trying not to think about Louis but failing.

-

"Lou, you want some tea?" Harry asked his boyfriend.

They were sitting on Harry's couch, cuddling while watching movies all day.

"Yeah, babe, mi-"

"Milk, no sugar, I know," Harry rolled his eyes fondly.

"Oh, you think you know me, baby?" Louis asked playfully.

"Lou, we've been dating for over a year, I can confidently say I know you better than anyone else, maybe even including your family," He laughs.

"Alright, Mr. Know-It-All, show me what you got," Louis said.

"What, just random facts?" Harry questioned as he sat back down on the couch, forgetting about the tea for now.

"Yeah,"

"Alright, I know you get self-conscious when you have bags under your eyes and 'secretly' use concealer to cover them before going out."

"I know your biggest fear in life is not being able to provide for your future family,"

"I know you had an eating disorder when you were 16 and sometimes still struggle with it,"

"I know you got accepted into Manchester University with a full acting scholarship before you went on X-Factor and ended up rejecting it when we started getting big,"

"I know you're actually a really fucking talented pianist but don't show it,"

"I know you decided you wanted to be a singer and an actor when you were 10 years old,"

"I know you hate when your fingernails get too long,"

"I know you have a guilty pleasure for eating me out,"

"I kno-"

"Okay!" Louis shouted, "I get it, you know me," he mumbled.

Harry laughed, "Why is that a bad thing?"

Louis looked up, "It's not, I just wanted to know you better than you know me, y'know?"

"Sorry, Lou," Harry said, "You know me incredibly well, though, so who knows, maybe you do know me better," he shrugged.

Louis beamed, "We have to find out!" He shouts and Harry rolls his eyes fondly as he listens to his boyfriend start listing things off about him.

Tea still forgotten.

-

Back when they were happy.

When everything was perfect, and they were head over heels in love with each other.

Before Louis started spending time with Eleanor.

Harry let out a stuffy sigh from his blocked nose due to all the crying he'd been doing and decided just to go back to his apartment.

His empty apartment where he'll be alone with his thoughts, once again.

As he drives through the suburbs on his way home, he starts picturing himself driving home to Louis. 

-

I'm gonna have to reread this at some point and decide if it needs rewriting or not.

This flashback happened just under a year before present time.

Thoughts?

Theories?

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