Universes Apart by louhearted
Or: A love confession gone south and one party trying it again a few years down the road, alternatively: Harry loves Louis, and three years are a long time.
“No, I wanted to, I mean I missed you and I shouldn’t have -”
Louis put the tea down.
“You don’t have to apologize.” Louis mumbled and his eyelashes fluttered down again, his eyes obscured from Harry’s view.
“I shouldn’t have -” Kissed you, Harry thought. “-left. I shouldn’t have left like that.”
“Harry.” Louis soft voice pulled Harry back into the present. “I am not still-” He interrupted himself with an airily chuckle. “-Not still angry about that.”
You should be, Harry wanted to scream. You should be and you should scream and fight and kick and bite and do something else than offer Harry tea.
“I’m still sorry.” He whispered and finally made a grab for the abandoned tea cup. It was warm and tasted like home. Tasted like Louis. Tasted like he had smelled in the mornings, and how he had laughed at night.
“Don’t be Harry.” Louis chuckle sounded forced to Harry’s ears. “Come on let’s sit. We have a lot of catching up to do. I mean how long has it been? Two? Three years?”
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