HARRY slams the door to the apartment and LOUIS jumps out of his skin. He is now a skeleton and looks towards HARRY in concern, since he is not an angry or violent person.

LOUIS

What's wrong?

HARRY slams his bag on the chair and moves to the kitchen where he starts stress-cleaning, not speaking.

LOUIS

Harry. Styles!

HARRY

I'm so -

*screams*

Frustrated!

LOUIS

What's wrong?

LOUIS stands at the edge of the kitchen.

HARRY

I want to go out in public with you.

LOUIS, immediately

I'm sorry.

HARRY

I want to take Cliff and Bruce out for walks in the park with you. Go to amusement parks and get ice cream. Together. Me and you.

LOUIS

I'm sorry.

HARRY

But we're both "famous". I'm recognizable to some degree, and you have a recognizable voice. And we can't go outside together. So we stay in this apartment or at the office and nothing changes!

LOUIS the skeleton shrinks and crosses his arms defensively.

LOUIS

I told you...this is what dating me means.

HARRY

If I was anyone else, we could do these things!

LOUIS

You signed up for this.

HARRY

I just want you to be able to show your face in public! Is that too much to ask?

LOUIS steps back as HARRY grips a plate tightly.

LOUIS

Yes. It's not who I am. I don't believe in it.

HARRY

It's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!

LOUIS, angry

I know it is! But it's me. This is who I am. You can't love me without loving this part of me. This part of me that believes in a world where looks don't matter. Where, someday, there is no word that means what "ugly" does. That twists my soul everytime I hear it.

HARRY

I just want to be angry! Stop being so fucking reasonable, LOUIS!

LOUIS

Don't yell at me.

HARRY

I want to fucking yell at you! It's your fault I'm not fucking happy in this stifling little life we've created. Your public image fucks everything up.

LOUIS

Get the fuck out of my apartment. I don't want to hear your voice right now.

HARRY

I don't want to see you.

HARRY blows him a kiss and leaves. LOUIS sits on the floor and immediately texts him.

Louis: I love you.

Harry: I love you.

LOUIS is irrationally angry, but he knows that HARRY and him will be okay. They just need to cool down. He calls PAUL.

PAUL

Yep?

LOUIS

You free?

PAUL

For you, always.

LOUIS

Come take me to the office?

PAUL

Sure.