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    Louis was a lumberjack happy to be living his life alone in what could qualify as Middle Of Nowhere, Canada.

    Every morning, he went out into the woods, cut his logs, then came home at dusk to a scalding hot shower and a good book by the fireplace. Rinse and Repeat. He had a good life, quiet and peaceful; simple. Not a secluded one as Niall annoyingly claimed.

    Louis certainly didn't need some chatty trespasser dropping into his life, his forest, his home. Invading his space, his circle of friends, touching his stuff, asking questions about his husband. His late husband.

    A trespasser who wasn’t supposed to crawl under his skin, occupy his thoughts, and steal his heart from where Louis had locked it safely away, only to put it right back on Louis’ sleeve — where it once laid.

    No, Louis definitely didn’t need Harry.

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    02 Oct 2018

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    Louis’s staring up at him, head tilted slightly back, and his blue eyes are glassy, locked with Harry’s in an unblinking and gentle gaze. He looks ready to do whatever Harry says, to please him whatever way.

    It's never been a thing. Not until now.

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    02 Jul 2018

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    Every day without Louis was a never ending blue Monday. Every day went without his sweetness and warmth and the radiant colours of his flame. The tenor of his voice became unfamiliar and muddled between going so long without the sound of it and getting lost with every other voice clouding Harry’s memory.

    But he was here now, warming Harry’s bones with lips like summer. Every moment in his arms felt like a Sunday stroll through London. Beautiful and stormy and feeling every bit like home.

    or, It's 1983, Harry embarks on his first world tour and Louis is a budding actor in LA. Life spent apart isn't easily adjustable, but somehow they make it work.

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    18 Mar 2018

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    Harry is lying on the bed, hair spilling on the wine sheets, pink mouth agape, his half-closed eyes a window to the fever that’s consuming him. His arms lay by his sides, one hand clutching the duvet, fingers visibly shaking from where Louis stands, the other palm up, opened, like he’s holding an infinite of invisible worlds. His black blouse has ridden up, the black lace contrasting with the milky skin underneath, dotted here and there with beauty spots and freckles, soft against the bold lines of the tattoos jutting out of his trousers. His chest is heaving, expiring arousal in the room.
    He’s the debauched twin of Millais’ Ophelia.

    Louis and Harry shotgun in public, a very private moment ensues

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    08 Mar 2018

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    Louis is ready to find the love of his life, but first he has to stop falling for the punk rocker next door.

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    05 Mar 2018