Louis turned to look over his shoulder at his sleeping husband, a fondness on his face and in his heart.
And he began to write.
Edinburgh is for Lovers
By Louis W. Tomlinson
For my dearest husband, Harry.
You have been a constant source of inspiration to me since the moment I saw you. I love you more with each passing day. Thank you for believing in me, for your kindness, your bravery, and for your love.
Cheers to us. And our city.
The end.
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Fanfiction***AVAILABLE AS KINDLE OR PAPERBACK ON AMAZON*** good with words; in minds, on lips, on tongues, in pages. 1982 Louis is a writer living in Edinburgh, Scotland. Harry is a figure of colors, curls, and dimples and a thousand words Louis never antici...
