So this is pretty short but it was an idea I've had for awhile and haven't known how to really execute so this is all I got folks. If you do enjoy it though, please vote and comment! It means so much! (:

"Haz I'm home!" Louis said cheerfully, walking into their apartment.

He smiled as his favorite green eyed boy turned the corner, looking so cute. He was dressed in an oversized tee shirt, holding a mug of tea, with a book in his arm.

"Looks like you've had a relaxing day" he smiled, so endeared at the sight of him.

"Mhmm," Harry nodded, going and wrapping his long arms around him. "Missed you though."

"Missed you even more" Louis replied, running his fingers through his long curls.

"Come cuddle me then" Harry giggled, holding Louis' hand and tugging him toward the couch.

Louis didn't hesitate, and as he sat down Harry plopped himself right on his lap. He was such a cuddle bug and Louis adored that about him.

He adored everything about him really. His gorgeous thick hair, the distinct green of his eyes, and his cute dimples that appeared when he smiled.

Harry was soft, and had the biggest heart. He loved plants, the earth, animals.. everything.

He especially loved his beautiful calico cat, Eros. Which he'd named after one of his favorite Marvel comics characters, which was one of the things they'd bonded over. Starfox was Louis' favorite superhero when he was a child and he'd learned apparently, he was Harry's favorite too.

When Harry first moved in, Louis had been nervous about having a cat in the house. As a child, Louis' family had a cat for a short time, but had to get rid of it due to Louis finding out he was allergic to cats.

To his surprise though, he was completely unbothered by Eros. Was an allergy something he could grow out of? He wasn't sure.

"How did I get so lucky to have you?" Louis murmured, resting his chin on Harry's shoulder with his arms around his torso.

"I could be asking you the same" Harry replied, turning his head to look at him while he was sitting on his lap.

"Stoppp you're gonna make me blush" Louis responded, a grin tugging at his lips as he held him tighter.

Harry was perfect and Louis loved him.

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"Harry love could you grab the door?" Louis asked, standing at the stove over a pot of spaghetti he was making.

"Sure babe," Harry stood up from his barstool to get the door.

Louis hummed to himself as he heard Harry saunter off down the hall toward the door.

A few minutes later, Louis' phone rang. Seeing that it was his mother, he turned off the stove and went to sit down. He hadn't spoken to her in a while and knew it would probably be a long conversation.

"Hey mum, how've you been?" He asked, turning his phone to speaker, and setting it on the coffee table.

"I've been alright. Listen, I'm in town for work and wanted to stop by, are you home?" She asked, "I've been missing you."

"Yeah I am actually, Harry is too. You can finally meet him" Louis grinned.

"Oh the infamous Harry," she chuckled "I've been excited to finally get to know him."

"He's been excited to meet you too mum." Louis responded, leaning back against the couch and feeling relaxed. "What time are you planning on coming?"

"Well I'm actually here, I called because no one answered the door, maybe you didn't hear it?" She responded.

"No... I did.." Louis sighed, "I sent Harry to get it. Maybe he got side tracked. I'll be right there."

He got up from the couch and headed to the door. He expected a big bear hug from her when he opened it, but instead received a gasp.

"Lou have you been taking your medicine?" She asked, seeing the place was a wreck. Cockroaches were on the floor, and the apartment was just dingy and gross.

"Umm well... I Uh" he scratched the back of his neck. The warm, homey place that he saw was completely different than what she was seeing.

"Sweetheart... where's Harry?" She asked, her voice wavering a bit.

"Oh I'll get him, come on in." Louis replied, hurrying off before returning.

"Harry," he said, turning to his right, looking so happy, and in love. "I'd like you to meet my mum."

"Oh Lou..." Jay's heart just sank down to the pit of her stomach.

He'd gone off his meds.

"Now I'm gonna ask again, please answer me sweetheart. Are you taking your meds?" She asked.

"Mum, now is not the time!" He muttered, frustrated because he wanted her to talk to Harry, but she wasn't. "Can't you say hello to Harry?"

"No honey, I can't" she put a hand on her son's arm gently. "Harry isn't here."

How long Louis had been living in his own delusion of grandeur? She wasn't sure. But what she was sure of, was that he thought he was living in a beautiful apartment with a man he'd completely fallen in love with- neither of which were true.

"You're trying to tell me, the person right here. The only person I've ever fallen in love with, isn't real?" Louis asked, tears welling up in his eyes as he was starting to think a little clearer, having her mention his medication was a reminder.

A reminder of his schizophrenia.

And now... as he looked around, seeing his bare apartment, no cat, no Harry, no fluffy white beanbag that Harry loved to sit and read in, he realized it was all in his head.

Harry Styles, the love of his life, had never existed.