(based on exile by taylor swift)
Louis opens the door furiously finding Harry lying on the couch like he was waiting for this.
— YOU DIDN'T HAD THE FUCKING RIGHT! — Louis yells, almost growling. — WHAT GAVE IN YOUR HEAD TO THROW YOUR DRINK IN THE FACE OF MY DATE?
— I only did that because I knew that would bring you here and I think we need to talk. — Harry says softly, watching the blued eyes laugh nervously.
— Talk? Now you want to talk? — Louis says now a little bit calmer, using an ironic tone.
— Yeah, I think we need to make up. — Harry gets up from the couch and get close of Louis.
After saying that, harry started a kiss with Louis, that no waiting take his hand for Harry's neck, who put his hand on Louis waist.
After a while Louis ended up pushing the taller one away, who looks at him confused.
— We can't do this, we've already been here and always ends in the same way. — Louis says with a tear falling. — I'll leave, I shouldn't come here. — The blued eyes, rubs your face like he was tired of all of this.
The smaller one walks to the door and them the curly one says in a higher tone.
— So go away! I can't be crying for you anymore! — Harry says in a high tone with some tears falling.
— We always walk in an extremely thin line, in this endless back and forth. It just hurts us both. — Louis answers Harry in the same tone.
— THAT WAS YOUR GUILT! YOU NEVER CARED TO HEAR ME AND WHAT I NEEDED! - The taller one now screams while pulling his own hair back.
— MY FAULT? YOU WHO WERE NEVER HERE AND NEVER LISTENED TO ME WHEN I NEEDED! — Louis yells back, his voice cracking, now that the tears are coming out harder.
— YOU NEVER GIVEN ME A SIGN THAT YOU FEEL THIS WAY! — Harry yells.
— HOW NOT? I GOT YOU MANY SIGNS! — Louis yells back.
— I TRIED TO CHANGE THINGS AND YOU - Points to Louis - NEVER LET ME!
— YOU'VE NEVER LEARN TO READ MY MIND. - Louis wipes the tears that had run down his face. — If you had learned to read my mind, you would have known how much I wanted you to change the things.
Louis walks towards the door, tired, pulling his hair from the back of the neck, while Harry looks at him without knowing what to say. Until when Louis is opening the handle the green-eyed one says:
— You never gave me any sign. - Harry says low falling, sitting on the floor.
— I gave so many signs. - That was the last thing the blue-eyed man says before leaving the apartment, slamming the door.
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