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Louis and Harry were furious, constantly fighting. Harry was 19, this wasn't normal for the two best-mates as Harry walked away, not even bothering to talk to Louis. That's how mad he was. "I'm done." Louis said, which they both knew was the last straw.

Harry lay down in their room and just began to sing. "My mother said I'm too romantic." He sang, tears in his eyes, not knowing the other four lads could hear him. "She said, you're dancing in the movies I almost started to believe her, Then I saw you and I knew." He had so much pain in his voice it began to hurt the other boys.

"Maybe it's because I got a little bit older
Maybe it's all that I've been through
I'd like to think it's how you lean on my shoulder
And how I see myself with you" He sang, standing up to find something to write everything down on.

"I don't say a word
But still, you take my breath and steal the things I know
There you go, saving me from out of the cold

Fire on fire would normally kill us
But this much desire, together, we're winners
They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners
But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms
Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me
And look in my eyes
You are perfection, my only direction
It's fire on fire, mmm
It's fire on fire." He sang, enjoying the message he knew he was getting to, not knowing the other boys had opened the door and he lay back on his bed.

"When we fight, we fight like lions
But then we love and "I don't say a word
But still, you take my breath and steal the things I know
There you go, saving me from out of the cold feel the truth
We lose our minds in a city of roses
We won't abide by any rules." He had never been in so much pain, other than when his Father left when he was 7, he hated that he knew he lost Louis, all because fans Shipped them, and Eleanor came along and put bad images in Louis' head.

"I don't say a word
But still, you take my breath and steal the things I know
There you go, saving me from out of the cold

Fire on fire would normally kill us
But this much desire, together, we're winners
They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners
But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms
Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me
And look in my eyes
You are perfection, my only direction
It's fire on fire, oh
It's fire on fire" He sang, waiting a while to build up what would be a beat drop, he was waiting until his voice became raspier and stronger, but that didn't take long.

"Fire on fire would normally kill us!" He sang, his voice louder and stronger than it had been before, and he wasn't even surprised by it, unlike the other boys.

"But this much desire, together, we're winners
They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners
But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms."

"Fire on fire would normally kill us
But this much desire, together, we're winners
They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners
But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms
Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me
And look in my eyes
You are perfection, my only direction
It's fire on fire" He sang both verses and it became obvious to the boys just how much Louis meant to him, and how much he had screwed up.

"You are perfection, my only direction
It's fire on fire..." He sang calmly, finishing the song and then feeling like nothing mattered anymore, without Louis he had lost his worth.

Liam walked in to see Harry sobbing, he hugged him then Eleanor walked in and jumped on Louis. "We screwed up Li." Harry whimpered, holding on to the older lad.

"He heard all of that Harry, he knows how you feel and if he doesn't act on it, then he's losing a whole lot." Niall said from behind him. Louis gently brushed Eleanor off.

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