Glitter And Dust [L.S]

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LOUIS IS GETTING SO SO LOUD LATELY  ON TOUR.
FIRST POINTING THE SIGN, THEN HARRY'S PICTURE, TODAY HE FUCKING LIFTED A FLAG.

GUYS I'M LOSING MY MIND HERE.

I swear this guy is going to be the death of me someday.

Anyways, next chapter is the last one, then the epilogue and this is over ;)

Love you all!

Mag 🦋

NINETEEN / LOVE.
[ Louis' POV ]
Doncaster.

After a while Gemma and Anne decided to go back and help the others find the still missing guy.

Harry insisted on going too, but Gemma preferred if he stayed with me. Safe.

So they left, but promised to come back to have dinner with us later. They still wanted to spend as much time as they could with Harry.

In the meantime, I prepared some pancakes and a banana milkshake for me and Harry to spend the rest of the evening.
We sat down in front of the tv and I turned it on.

"What do you want to watch?" - I asked him, placing an arm around his shoulders.

Harry frowned.

"Uhm, I don't know what's on these days. It's been a while since… I watched television."

"Right." - I sighed. - "I'm sorry."

Harry rested his head on my shoulder and smiled up at me.

"It's alright. You can choose whatever." - He said, snuggling closer.

"Actually, love." - I said, straightening up and making him do the same. - "I need to tell you something."

"What?"

"I've talked to your sister."

"Huh? About what?"

"I asked her if…" - I took both of Harry's hands in mine, rubbing circles on his knuckles. - "If I could help her with the shelter, and create another one here, in this city. One that I could run on my own."

"Really?"

"Yes." - I smiled.

"Why?"

"Because you made me realize that I can help people, that there are a lot of people out there that need this. And I'm unemployed right now." - I laughed. - "I have the time, and the will to do this. To make a change and to help your sister too."

"That's so… so incredible from you." - Harry said, leaning over and hooking his arms around my neck.

"Oh angel, it's nothing. I really want to do this."

"Aren't you doing this just for me?" - He asked, taking some distance but still looking at me.

"No, love. I'm doing this because you inspired me. Your story and your strength inspired me, and now that I know I was a little part of your recovery, the fact that I helped you without even understanding it, that's what made me realize I wanted to keep doing it."

"You weren't just a little part." - He whispered, leaning towards me and pecking my lips. - "You're probably the reason I'm still alive." - He said softly, stroking my cheeks and nuzzling his nose against mine.

I closed my eyes and sighed.

"You don't know how much you mean to me, Harry." - I wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling his torso closer to me.