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2. why did i lie?

Harry's pov

i come home after work to the smell of a nice warm dinner. i walk to the kitchen to see my wife stirring something in the pot. "hey." i say and she looks at me kind of surprised like she didn't expect me to talk

"hey babe. i'm sorry i was mean earlier i made you a big dinner to make up for the fact that i didn't make you breakfast." she says and i nod

i walk up to my room to change out of my work clothes then notice in my bag louis's lunchbox i have to give it back to him.

"dinners ready my love" my wife says and it startled me a bit but nonetheless i nod and walk downstairs as i eat breakfast i'm thinking of something to make for louis i can't just hand him the lunchbox empty right?

"whatcha thinking about?" my wife says and i shrug. "work." i respond coldly.

why did i lie to her?

"i'm sorry." she stands up and kisses my head "i know you like to be alone when you're upset. so i'll go to bed. i love you." she goes upstairs and i shrug it off i'm still in very deep thought to what i should make louis.

i decide to just go to sleep and figure it out later. as i lay on the couch i can't sleep i can't stop thinking about what i should make him. this is getting ridiculous i have responsibilities for fucks sake.

then it comes to me. how about some brownies i have no idea how to make them but i'm sure there's something laying around here.

i walk to the kitchen look through our pantry nothing. i decide to make a quick trip to the grocery store to buy some brownie mix for him

why am i putting so much effort in this?

i pop in some headphones as i read the instructions following every step to a tee then i smile softly at my creation putting some final sprinkles on there and look to the window.

the lights are still on and i want him to have it warm so i walk my little butt all the way over to his house (which is literally infront of mine) and knock on the door

he's still wearing the same thing he was wearing earlier this morning. still so beautiful.

"thank you so much for the breakfast you made me seriously it was so so good and i wanted to give you something back so i made some brownies i'm not a baker like i'm not a chef or baker in anyways so sorry if it sucks i just wanted to thank you." i ramble a little

"awww that is so so sweet. thank you so so much." he hugs me and his figure isn't so big but he sure knows how to hug tightly. how cute.

i yawn and nod "have a good night." he says and i nod "you too." i walk back to my house and find my very angry wife staring at me.

"what for fucks sake. is there something else you wanna yell at me for?" i say clearly tired

"oh so when i wanna talk you're oh so tired but when it comes time to bake brownies for the fucking neighbors you're not tired at all huh?" she throws the brownie mix box at me and the edge kind of hits my head ow.

"i was trying to be nice! he made breakfast for me because someone refused to this morning i wanted to give him something nice back." she puts her hands to her mouth and gasps.

"don't you dare talk or interact with that filthy sinner ever again." she says and i frown

"why?" i ask and she raises her eyebrows and crosses her arms "you really listened to nothing i said last night huh?" she says and i nod truthfully

"he's gay! i saw him wearing women's clothing and moving in a pride flag!" she screams and i stand there kind of shocked. he's..gay?

"he's probably trying to take you away from me! put you under his sinning program! good thing we have church tomorrow we can clear you from all of his sinning! and we can pray for him too." she says and she shakes her head "he's been here for 2 days and his sins are already ruining us." she shakes her head

i'm still processing to be honest. he's gay. wow.