I'm crying bc I was looking back at the start of this and had a feels attack bc of the Harry/Ashton fight over who has better dimples Omf. It feels so long ago that I wrote that

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"Louis? Louis I swear to fuck, open the door dude."Brendon swears, banging his fist against the wood of their shared dorm door, hoping that the hollow sound will be heard over the loudness of My Chemical Romance that is blasting on the otherside of the door. Honestly, Louis is just full of surprises, because no matter if he looks like a sweet little lemon puff that couldn't hurt a fly, he could bring down a grown ass man with four words, to tears.

Brendon feels a little guilty - and okay, that's a lie because he feels like shit to be honest - that he had went out last night with Ryan so that they could - as Dallon put it - get some 'Dick and Ass', of course not together because how awkward would a fucking orgy be with your ex-boyfriend staring right into your soul?

Anyway, no matter if the sex was fan-fucking-tastic and the guy looked fit as fuck with a dick that did wonders - because okay, maybe Brendon bottomed just because the guy had an amazing looking dick - and he was willing to go for a second round the minute he woke up, Louis is his roommate, his friend - and dare Brendon even think, his best friend? Yeah, he would count Louis as his best friend - and he was upset and needed comfort.

And fuck Luke Hemmings for hurting his best friend, his beautiful, adorable, big hearted, childlike, sexy best friend.

"Louis! Open the door!"Brendon shouts, continuing his banging on the dorm door. He doesn't realise how loud he actually is - so much so that there are students coming out of their dorms to check what the fuck is going on - but he's really fûcking scared. As much as they argue, and as much as Louis hates his guts and probably wants to stab him in the neck with a toothpick, Louis is Louis and needs so much protection.

"Mariquita, please open the door. I just want to know that you're alright, we're all really worried."Brendon groans, banging his head off of the wood of their dorm door. He wasn't moving until Louis answered the door, because damn it, Brendon kind of needs a fucking pee and this is his dorm after all.

"Is everything alright?"A student asks, looking concerned at a Brendon who was dressed in yesterday clothing with obvious sex hair.

"Look, I don't fucking know, that's what I'm trying to find out. Now fuck off and mind your own business."He snaps in annoyance, watching how the girl jumps at Brendons harsh tone before grumbling about something about how weird the people in dorm 07 are. Brendon rolls his eyes, going back to knocking aggressively on the dorm door."Louis! Fucking open th-"

Brendon is nearly falling through the door as its yanked open, unaware of how MCR had now stopped blasting and the jiggle of Louis' key chains as he unlocks and opens the door. Louis stands at the door, looking so small and vulnerable as he drowns in Lukes Blink-182 hoodie with dried tear stains on his cheeks and his eyes red rimmed and glossy.

"Louis..."

"I swear to God Brendon, I don't want your fucking sympathy right now."Louis hiccups, already shuffling back towards his bed where he was obviously curled up under the sheets and crying his heart out.

"That's good, because I was going to tell you that you look like shit."The American smirks just a little, trying to mask the hurt that he feels towards the short brunette. Louis huffs out what Brendon would like to call a laugh as he closes and locks the dorm door once again.

"I hate you,"Louis sniffles, not even sounding like his self.

"Can you please explain to me what the fuck is going on? I wake up to a bunch of fûcking messages about Luke being a cunt ass boyfriend and I don't even know what he ha-"Just as Brendon turns to face Louis, the shorter lad is lunging himself into Brendons chest, letting out a sob as he clutches to the older man and starts to sob loudly, letting out every emotion.

Shocked, Brendon stands there frozen for a second - because what the fuck? Louis Tomlinson doesn't hug Brendon Urie - before he wraps his arms around the shorter lad, allowing him to cry into his chest, not giving a shit if he can feel the tears soak through his shirt or the way that Louis is grabbing onto his shirt and not making any move to let go.

Yeah, Brendon is going to kill Luke Hemmings.

"H-He,"Louis gulps, his face still buried in Brendons chest as he cries."H-He broke m-my heart, Brendon! I-it hurts so mu-much!"Louis sobs, hating the feeling in his chest, the way that his chest feels so tight and as if his heart is being ripped into a bunch of million pieces.

"That dick,"Brendon swears, his voice muffled as he rests his face against Louis' head, rocking the smaller lad side to side in an attempt to soothe him."He's such a fucking dick,"

"He is,"Louis hiccups."I-I hate him."

"Okay,"Brendon soothes, rubbing his hands up and down Louis' back, feeling the smaller lads back rise and fall from how hard he's breathing with every sob and cry.

"I don't,"Louis shakes his head, because okay, he fûcking hates Luke because he broke his heart and but he still loves Luke, so fucking much.

"He doesn't deserve you, Louis."Brendon admits quietly, squeezing Louis just that little bit tighter whenever Louis' sobs have started to die down but his grip on Brendon does not die. Louis just wants comfort, he wants to be hugged and cuddled and have his hair stroked and he wants it all to come from Brendon.

"My heart hurts."

"Because this is your first heartbreak, Mariquita."Brendon informs.

"What does that word even mean?"Louis whines, rubbing his nose against Brendons T-shirt.

"It doesn't matter."Brendon lets out a small chuckle, shaking his head with a sigh."You're safe, and that's all that matters for now."

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