I'm passing out blankets, ice cream and tissues, who wants some?
Harry ran from the building, and was relieved to see Luke sitting in a black car in front of the building.
"Hey? Who the heck are you?" Luke joked.
Harry grinned, and for a moment almost forgot that his life was falling apart.
Almost.
"So you're not going to like, run off again, right?" Luke joked, starting the car.
Harry's face fell, and Luke place his hand on his knee, "Hey I didn't mean that, you just have a lot going on and I was trying to make you feel better." Harry smiled, and kissed Luke's cheek.
"Thank you."
"So, I know we weren't supposed to go out till later, but do you want to go to the movies or something?" Luke said nervously.
"I'd love to."
Luke grinned, and nodded, turning left.
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Louis watched Harry come in, Zayn's constant shifting blocking his view.
He hears shuffling in the bedroom, and he felt his heart break at the small whimpers coming from the room.
His job was the keep Harry happy, that was what he had promised himself when he had met the boy.
And he was doing the exact opposite.
Harry walked out of the room, a FedEx box in hand, and he could vaguely see clothes and other belongings peeking out.
It was really happening?
Harry walked out of view, and Louis heard the door click shut.
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Harry and Luke giggled, running into Luke's apartment.
"This place is nice." Harry admired.
"I'm glad you like it, considering it's going to be where you'll be staying for a while."
"Yeah, I promise once I find a place I'll be out of your hair."
"Don't worry about it, stay as long as you want, I love company, especially when they're as cute as you." Luke winked.
Harry smiled, but he felt his heart pang at the thought that he was betraying Louis, but then the image of Louis tangling his fingers in Zayn's hair flooded his mind.
They weren't meant to be.
And that was that.
