Harry was running late. Louis watched the time tick by on his phone, heart sinking with every minute passing. Where could he be?
Louis couldn't decide if he was sad, worried, or upset that Harry stood him up.
Louis huffed and stood from his seat at the front desk. He was the only one in again, seemed to be a pattern. Harry was supposed to be in a half hour ago. Louis was tired of waiting.
So, he left.
Harry was his last lesson that day, and he wasn't going to sit around waiting for someone that wasn't coming.
Louis locked the front door behind him and began his walk home. He wasn't sure what to feel.
He arrived home with a heavy heart. He shoved his shoulder bag off of his shoulder and immediately collapsed into bed.
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Romance Me (l.s.)
FanfictionLouis teaches piano. Harry has a great memory. OR The one where Harry tries to woo his piano teacher by memorizing difficult pieces and thoughtful gifts. "Are you trying to romance me?" "...is it working?"
