You Are The Only One (Larry Mpreg) *Editing*

Chapter 13 : New House

London

Louis has been staying in this house for the past three weeks.

A big modern townhouse with a tight security neighbourhood in Kensington completed with everything, fully furnished. That house was a wedding present from Harry's parents.

From outsiders eyes, his life seems perfect but all the luxury cannot buy his happiness. He's not as cheerful as when he stayed back in Doncaster.

He's used to Harry's routine. He comes home anytime he likes, stay for a while, take a shower, change his clothes and go out again.

He doesn't even touch the dinner that Louis prepared everyday.

Even though Louis felt hurt, he still did his job as a husband at home. He don't need a maid. He's used to cooking, doing laundry and other house chores. What else can he do at homes. He wanted to further his education, but he has been too scared to ask Harry. And he doesn't want Harry to think he's using him or taking advantage of his wealth.

Louis has tried his best to win Harry's heart. But he failed! His softness still cannot melt Harry's heart to see him as a husband.

Harry's still wandering outside. Anytime he got a call from Xander, he rushed out the house. He don't even care about Louis wellbeing. Is he well? Is he sick? Has he eat? Even though Louis knew he doesn't have a place in Harry's heart, he still tried to respect him.

He can heard Harry's Jaguar engine entering their porch. Louis glanced at the watch on the wall, nearly 10 p.m. The beef lasagna that he prepared for dinner, already cold.

Louis walked towards Harry as the latter entered the front door, he offered his hands to take the briefcase from Harry's hand, but been shoved harshly.

"No need!" he snapped, "There's a lot of important things in this, I don't want them to lose."

Louis frowned. Rude! How can things lose in their own house. He shoved his hurt feelings aside. Louis tried to smile but its bland.

"Have you had your dinner? I've made beef lasagna, let me reheat it." Louis said while walking towards the kitchen.

"No need. I've already ate outside." Harry said while loosing his tie, throwing his exhausted body on the couch.

He closed his eyes tightly. He's doesn't even want to look at Louis. Since they got married, he hasn't stood a chance to look at Louis caramel skin.

He knew before they got married, Louis's loved to dolled up but he's changed after the marriage. When Harry arrived home, he always saw Louis cladded in loose long pants and loose shirt. He knew Louis still wearing all those pretty clothes but during his absent. Why? He doesn't know.

"At least eat a little. I haven't eaten yet, I've been waiting for you since 8 p.m." Louis said.

"I don't even ask you to." Harry said nonchalantly. He doesn't noticed Louis face flushed red.

"Who told you too cook? Now you want to blame me?" He added.

Harry stressed out. He's been busy with works at the office. Xander sulking with him. And now Louis's babble towards him. His head hurts.

"Oh please... you don't have to take care of me. Just mind your own business." Harry glanced towards Louis who was standing not far from him.

"You don't even want to taste a bit?" Louis tried to coax.

"You go eat its yourself. You don't have to force me. I can understand even if you told me once. I'm not a kid. Not like you. If I said I don't want it, I meant it. Or you don't understand English?

"That's not what I meant..." Louis tried to explain.

"Then what? You want to make me angry? You're boring me you know?" Harry snapped.

Harry stood up and grabbed his briefcase before he climbed up the stairs leaving Louis alone. He saw Louis's hurtful face, but he ignored it. Blinding his eyes.

Louis froze standing there. His heart protested but his lips closed tight.

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