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Yet another fic I never completed 🥲

I can feel you slipping away

Louis didn't know what was going on with Harry. He was weirdly distant in a way he has never been.

He seemed lost in his own head more often than not. Barely even paying attention to anyone or anything.

And that worried Louis. It was so unlike Harry to not be interested in anything at all. He was one of those people who found happiness in every little thing, just to keep up their good spirits.

Or where Louis fears Harry is losing himself.

Drag me away (from you)

It started out simple really, Louis needed someone to be his pretend date for a family gathering and Harry, his new roommate, agreed to help him out, getting a free meal in return.

It was that simple, yet after spending an entire day pretending to date, even kissing each other, for Louis' family's sake, it became complicated.

Atleast to Louis it is, because now all he wanted was to hold Harry's hand and kiss him whenever he wants, without hesitation.

Or where Harry and Louis fake it till they make it.

(I'm aware how cliche that sounds..)

Lemonade yellow

Summer was Harry's favorite. After the freezing winter months, the warmth of the sun against his skin felt like a blessing.

Deciding to spend his off day under the sun to give himself a tan, he had set up his tanning chair on his backyard and settled down on it with only a very short yellow swimming trunks covering his modesty from his neighbours.

He was only onto his first glass of lemonade when a football comes flying across the yard, knocking his glass off his hand and nearly hitting him on the chest.

He stares at his now wet chest and the ball that had landed with a thud beside his chair in shock before a flustered voice startles him.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry mate!"

Turning around he sees a man, also shirtless, looking embarrassed and giving him a sheepish grimace.

"Way to introduce yourself to your new neighbour Louis." he was muttering under his breath.

New neighbour? Huh, maybe finally it would be interesting living here.

Or where Louis is Harry's new neighbour and Harry is impressed despite being almost hit by a football.

you were in my heart, you were in my head, now you're waking up in my bed

It's been years since he saw him, the boy who made his heart go crazy, the one who made his head fuzzy, the same one he pined after all throughout high school.

There he was with his mates, looking every bit the same boy from all those years ago and yet somehow older and so much more beautiful.

Harry had stopped listening to whatever Niall was saying ever since he spotted the one and only Louis Tomlinson, not even ten feet away from him.

Or where a high school reunion party brings Harry's crush back to him and this time around he doesn't want to lose his chance. Too bad they both end up getting drunk and don't remember anything from the previous night except for apprently they slept together?

One day, we'll have our own vine yard

Harry liked farming, it made him feel useful and kept his hands occupied. Outside there was a world beyond his farm but he really didn't care to know much about it. He was happy in his little farm, alone and no one to please.

The stranger was gorgeous, he was and Harry despite his weariness let him stay in his little cottage until the storm past.

Or where Harry is a reclusive farmer and Louis is the beautiful stranger who stops by his cottage in search of shelter from the storm. Neither of them expect anything and yet fate surprises them.

Where do broken hearts go?

by scratchyscribbles on ao3

moodboard by @essercipertuttienonperse

Harry/Louis| 1k | general

"I don't need help! I just want the pain to stop!" Louis exclaims after a while, his voice hysteric.

He doesn't know what to say. The topic has been one they kept tiptoeing around for too long. Finally bringing it up felt like a sudden shock to his husband.

Or Louis has a bit of a breakdown and Harry is always there with his arms open to comfort him.