Iwill delete some of the pictures I use for my chapters. Wattpad flagged one ofthem in don't want to wake up to an empty bed and I'm fucking terrified thatthey will delete my books or my entire account. I hate that wattpad is beinglike that because there's a warning at the beginning of the book + I flippedthe mature button thingy. Not cool wattpad, let us enjoy some erotic gay smutpics man...

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''T-Talk? Harry, I don't-''

''Louis just... sit down.'' Harry sighed.

Louis did as he was told, not really having the strength to stand anymore.

''Lou... We've been fighting non-stop lately. I-I am so tired of it... I feel like we're wasting time with each other and maybe... Maybe it's best if we just end this all together.''

Louis gaped at Harry before he shook his head. ''You mean that w-we should break up?''

Harry nodded slowly, breaking Louis' heart.

The dom shook his head again and his eyes widened. ''Do you truly think this is the answer? Harry, let's talk about it first, baby. Is this just because of what happened with Charlie? I'll delete his phone number. Shit, I'll delete him from my memories for you, but I, please d-''

''Louis this has nothing to do with Charlie. Honestly, we fight over everything and I... I just don't feel the same around you anymore.'' Harry said quietly.

Louis swallowed before he leaned back into the couch. ''If that's really what you want...''

The man decided that fighting for them was of little use right now. Harry just said that he didn't love him anymore so why would he fight.

The 18-year-old let out a long breath. ''I think it's best. So I'll just uhm... I'll just pack my stuff and I'll stay at Niall's until I find somewhere else to live.''

Louis pressed his nails into his palms and pressed his lips together as Harry walked out of the living room.

''Fuck.'' Louis cussed, burying his face in his hands whilst his entire body started shaking. How could this be happening? Where did he go wrong? He gave Harry everything he had but it still wasn't enough.

Louis walked upstairs to their bedroom and watched as Harry stuffed some of his clothes into a bag.

''C-Can I help you with anything?'' He asked, wanting to keep the boy here as long as he could.

''No, that... that would just be really weird.'' Harry mumbled, grabbing some pyjama bottoms.

Louis coughed. ''What about Bambi, though?''

''You should keep her. You've got enough money to take care of her. It wouldn't be fair if I took her.'' Harry said, closing his bag and swinging it over his shoulder.

The sub walked past his dom and rushed down the stairs. He wanted to leave as soon as he could. He felt like he would suffocate in here.

Louis followed him and grabbed Harry's keys as the smaller lad pulled on his coat. Bambi tripled into the hallway and licked Harry's hand, almost as if she was aware of the situation.

Harry crouched down in front of her and scratched behind her ears. ''I'm gonna miss you, bub. Behave, sweetie.''

Then Harry stood up and he opened the door, stepping outside in the cold November air.

Louis leaned against the doorframe and gave Harry his keys.

Harry looked down at his shoes and swallowed before he looked up at Louis, who was already looking at him.

''Do you really want to go?'' Louis whispered, voice wavering.

''Yeah.'' Harry confirmed and stood on his tippy toes to wrap his arms around Louis' neck. The taller lad's arms wrapped tightly around Harry's waist and he pushed his nose into the boy's neck.

He didn't want to let go. He never wanted to let Harry go. But he was slipping through his fingers now anyway. No matter what he would do. You can't force love.

Harry pulled back a few seconds later but he kissed Louis' cheek before he stepped away. ''Thank you, Louis. I'm sorry.''

Louis bit his lip. ''It has always been my pleasure, Haz. You're always welcome to visit. Please remember that.''

''I will. But don't wait for me. I think this, this is goodbye.'' The boy said and turned around, throwing his bag on the passenger seat and closing the door.

Without looking back, he hopped into the driver's side, fastening his seatbelt before he pulled up.

The lights of the car turned on as Harry slowly drove out of the driveway towards the gates in front of Louis' mansion.

Louis watched helplessly as Harry drove through the gates as Bambi ran after his car for a little while, barking loudly.

Louis whistled and Bambi came running back with her tail between her hind legs. God, she looked as miserable as Louis felt.

The 25-year-old walked inside and opened one of the drawers of the cupboard next to the front door. He took out a pack of cigarettes and walked through the house towards the backyard.

When he arrived, he plopped down on the stairs, lighting one of his cigarettes as he looked at the forest as the sun slowly set.

He inhaled and exhaled the smoke slowly, the cold slowly making the tips of his fingers blue. But that was okay.

Because being inside, where Harry's scent was still lingering would make him go numb. At least the cold made him comfortably numb.

Louis stayed on the stairs as his vision slowly blurred and the tears started rolling down his face.

His hand with the cigarette lowered and he pressed it out before wrapping his arms around his knees and sobbing into his arms.

Bambi whined and lay down next to him, nudging his arms with her nose. Louis allowed her to place her head in his lap and cuddled her close.

''I know, girl. I love him too.'' He whispered, taking out his phone and looking for the C in his contacts.

He dialled his number and wiped his nose with his sleeve, sniffling quietly.

''Hello?''

''Hi. It's me. Do you think you can come over?''

****

Harry drove towards the city with clammy palms.

Niall didn't actually live in the house Louis gave him. The blonde sub put the big mansion up for rent and hired a small flat in the city with the money he got for the mansion.

Niall hated how big and empty the house was. Plus, Liam wouldn't be able to find him here if the dom ever came looking for him.

The curly-haired boy scoffed when he saw the picture of him and Louis on his review mirror. He ripped it away and threw it on the backseat, but not before crumbling it.

It was already dark outside by the time he arrived at Niall's flat.

Niall buzzed him in, waiting for him in the door opening.

''H? What's wrong?'' He asked.

''Louis and I broke up.''

''W-what? How-how?''

''It was just over, Niall. The love was gone. He didn't even try to stop me when I told him we should break up so I guess the feeling was mutual.''

''Really? He didn't even fight for you?'' Niall asked.

''No. He has enough twinky, young boys to choose from, Ni. Especially now that he has Charlie's phone number.''

''Charlie? Isn't that his ex?''

Harry nodded and plopped down on the couch.

''What a fucking dickhead. I'm sorry, H. At least you can find someone better now.'' Niall said, wrapping his arms around Harry.

Harry nodded. ''It's better like this, anyway. I bet that he called Charlie already.''

Niall frowned. ''I guess both of our sadistic boyfriends are pricks.''

Harry sighed and chuckled. ''Can I stay here until I find my own place to live?''

''Of course. My house if your house.''

''Then you won't mind if I take a shower.''

Niall scoffed. ''Of course not! You do you. You stink anyway so yeah.''

Harry chuckled and walked to the bathroom, taking his bag with him so that he could pick some clothes.

He turned on the shower and stripped down, staring at himself in the mirror before he stepped under the hot water.

He let it soak his hair and drip down his cold body as he allowed everything that just happened to sink in.

He sat down on the floor with the water still falling down on him, mixing with the salty tears that slowly started rolling down his face.

It was only now that Harry realised what he had done. He just cut the most important person out of his life. From now on he had to face everything in life on his own. There would not be a soft hand or sweet words helping him during a hard time.

What had he done?

****

Louis opened the door and smiled when Charlie looked up at him.

The blonde gasped. ''Louis? What the hell happened. You look horrible.''

''Harry and I broke up.''

''Oh my God. Is that because of me? Fuck, I am so sorry, Louis. That was never my intention! Here, I'll call him and then-'' Charlie cried out, tears blurring his vision.

''It wasn't your fault, love. I just- we need to talk.''

Charlie nodded sorrowfully and walked towards the living room, nothing had changed since he left so...

The two sat down on the couch and Louis took a deep breath. ''Charlie, I know we've been through a lot together. I miss our conversations and the way you always had some good advise ready but... I mean, you know me better than anyone. Except for Harry,'' Louis said and Charlie shrugged in agreement. ''My point is; we can't see each other again after this. I lost Harry and honestly... I don't want anyone else but him. It wasn't because of you but I-I think it did hurt him enough to, you know...''

Charlie's bottom lip trembled but he nodded. ''I understand. It's better like that anyway. I'm sorry, Lou. I know how much he meant to you.''

''How could you possibly know that if you just learned about our relationship?'' Louis sassed, glaring at his ex.

Charlie sighed and wiped away Louis' tears. ''Because this afternoon, when you were still together, I saw actual stars shining in your eyes. Stars I've never seen whilst we were still dating. Lou, they're... they're gone now.''

Louis pressed his lips together and looked down at his lap, holding back the tears.

''Oh c'mere.'' Charlie whispered and pulled the older man into his arms.

Louis crumbled down and started sobbing into Charlie's chest, body shaking from the force of his sobs.

''It'll be alright, Louis. I'm sure he'll find his way back to you.''

''And what if he won't, huh? What do I do then?''

Charlie combed his hands through Louis' hair and sighed. ''Then it's up to you if you move on or not. You can move on with whoever you want but not with me. I already feel like a prick because of today.''

Louis pulled back from the hug.

''I'm sorry I have to send you away like this, Charlie.''

Charlie shook his head and stood up.

''Louis, don't. You're already going through enough with Harry on your mind. I'm going to be just fine. I have a job, a house. It's going to be fine.''

Louis stood up and walked Charlie to the front door. He leaned down and placed a kiss on the shorter boy's cheek. ''Thank you for understanding.''

''Of course, Louis. I know this is goodbye but if you need me, just for a conversation or advise, you've still got my number. Don't give up on you and Harry, Lou. Those stars are just there for Harry.''

And all Louis could do was hope that Charlie was right.