Dear Journal,
The therapist and Mum are both keeping something from me. It's been a week since my first session and after every session I have they talk in hushed voices outside the door. I am very frustrated and curious.
I haven't been seeing Harry very much. Maybe he is home, in Cheshire. I think he would've told me if he left, though.
I hope to see him soon. I miss his lips. I miss him.
Louis
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reality ➸ larry
Fanfiction❝he told me to follow my heart. i told him that my heart goes wherever he does.❞ or; louis has a journal, and a bad sense of telling when something's wrong.
