Harry's pov
i wake up to the sound of muffled music and the smell of some extraordinary breakfast. i spring out of bed and walk downstairs seeing louis in his kitchen pouring pancake batter in the pan dancing around to the song that's playing and singing it out loud.
he's so cute. how can someone be this fucking cute this house has more of a cheerful vibe than mine it has more of a comfortable homey sense while mine is just a house.
"oh you're up!" he says snapping me from my thoughts "mhm.." i rub my eyes and he giggles "go take a shower prince i'll have breakfast ready for you when you're out okay?" he says his tone speaking nothing but kindness.
"alright" i say and walk upstairs still very sleepy i check my phone to see a text from mary
mary
singed us up for couples therapy 5pm sharp. be there.
me
i've got work
mary
do i give one fuck? no. be there.
i close my phone and sigh taking a shower it felt wrong touching myself to the thought of the same man that was downstairs in a huge hoodie that didn't fit him cooking me breakfast but you gotta do what you gotta do.
i eat breakfast and he hands me my work suit. "i washed dried and ironed it for you so you look like you stayed somewhere fancy." he says and i smile
"i did use my fabric softener that smells like flowers tho..hope you don't mind?" he smiles sheepishly i lean down to smell it. it smells like him. how he smells.
"i don't mind at all." i smile softly and walk upstarts to change into my suit and check the time shit i don't have time for breakfast i rush downstairs "i'm sorry babe i really wanted to i just don't have time for breakfast." i say apologetically.
he hands me my breakfast in a little cute lunchbox. "left you a note in there have a lovely day if you're not ready to go back to your house mine is always open." he says kindly and i nod. "thank you louis." i stare down into his eyes and he stares into mine "o-of course harry." he looks away quickly walking away from me
i walk out and walk to my car getting in and driving to work and by the way louis's notes said 'have a good day darling you're doing super well :)' isn't he the cutest?
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me and mary are at the couples therapy waiting room. i have hope that will fix us in any way. i have hope that finally someone will listen to me.
"mr and mrs styles you may enter now." we walk inside and sit on this couch infront of the therapist
"hello mr and mrs styles." she begins "why do you think you need couples therapy. mary you start" she says and i look to her
"he's obviously clearly cheating on me and i don't understand why" she says and i shake my head "i'm not cheating i-" the therapist puts her hand up to stop me from talking
i stay silent letting her go on about how distracted i am and how much i've been working. "and harry? why do you think you need couples therapy." she asks me "because she's been..rough recently she hasn't been trying to understand what i'm trying to tell her. she just jumps into conclusions and then gets mad at me for the conclusions she made in her head!" i say frustrated
"tell me about your 'work' harry" the therapist says putting the word work in air quotes. she doesn't believe me either. great. "i work for 12 hours a day from 9 to 9 i am getting a promotion soon which hopefully means i'll have a more comfortable and flexible schedule so i can tend to my wife's needs but as of right now all we've been doing is fight fight fight fight fight and nothing is coming out of it." i explain and she scoffs
"wow yeah so you think i'm crazy?" she says and i shake my head "no i don't mary i-" she scoffs
"don't even harry." she cuts me off and i frown as she goes on again about how she thinks i'm cheating basically i am not going anywhere here she won't even believe me so what's the point.
why does no one believe me?
the drive home is silent. i don't speak neither does she. i drop her off at the house and she frowns "what's going on?" she asks "come inside"
"i still have work." i say and she scoffs "you're fucking stupid you know that? dumb!" she punches the back of my head and walks back home i drive a couple blocks down the road and walk back to louis's house
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Fanfictionharry had always been a good christian boy. church every sunday. loving wife. life was going great for him. until a 19 year old twink moved in right in front of them.
