The door slammed behind Harry's retreating figure and Louis plopped down on the bed with his hands on his face as he groaned loudly.

He pulled his hair in frustration thinking over Harry and his previous heated argument.

"Louis, you can't just steal things when you run out of cash! That's not the way to deal wi-"

"Then you tell what to do, huh." He was getting more and more agitated with Harry's morals, "It's not like I'm doing it from the needy, the rich have way too much to care about the little I take."

Harry shook his head at Louis, "Wrong is wrong no matter how much you sugarcoat it."

"Fine!" He saw Harry visibly flinched with the way Louis's voice boomed in the room, "I am bad. I do wrong things. This is who I am, deal with it!"

"Damnit, Louis! Can you for once think with your head and not your sword! You weren't born as-" Harry snapped back, his voice rising with every word.

"Do you want to change me, become something I'm not. Well, that's too sad since I won't. You don't have to be with someone you're so shameful off, Harry!" Louis came close, their faces almost touching.

The boy gaped at Louis, whose chest was rising and falling in trying to control his anger. "Don't you dare twist my words, Louis!" But before Louis could roar back, he closed his eyes and said, "And thanks for letting me know how easily you could give up on us. But, hey jokes on me cause I was a fool for believing in you. You're just a jerk, Louis." With that Harry shoved Louis off and stormed out of the room.

Of course Louis didn't mean what he said, he was angry and when he's in that state of mind, he looses his ability to think before saying. All he saw was red and all he heard was how Harry was not satisfied with the way Louis is.

He's very insecure, loosing your mother at a tender age of four, being used by your own father as a pawn in some horrible twisted revenge plot then being betrayed does take a lot of toll on you. Expressing his true emotions has always been challenging for him cause he can't even decipher what are those. So, yes, somewhere inside he did have a fear of Harry leaving him cause of who he is and things he would make Harry miss out on. Why someone like Harry even bothered with him boggles his mind. When he heard Harry disagreeing to how he's accustomed to do his way, the only thing he could comprehend for him was Harry not liking him for him and that really hurts. So, he did what he does to protect himself that is not letting anyone close to him.

But, fuck! He's never learned how to protect himself from someone who's he's already given up to.

After moping around for the entire day and coming back to his room not having Harry waiting for him with all their kittens, a book perched up in his lap, puckered lips beckoning Louis to give a welcome kiss, Louis just couldn't take it anymore! He's not going to bed with Harry being pissed at him or worse being sad. That boy never deserves to be and that's Louis's job to ensure.

He was on his way to find Harry, when Zayn stopped him, "First fight as a couple." He smiled at him, remembering the time he had it with Liam. They were so young but as madly in love as ever.

"Yeah.." Louis sighed, dropping his head down. "I was so, so stupid, man. I hate myself!"

Zayn clapped his shoulder and pursed his lips, "It's going to be okay. Self-blame is the first step. Most probably Harry might be doing the same thing right now. Just give him some space, yeah."

Louis nodded and went back to the cold and empty bedroom, terribly missing his boy snuggling upto him and rambling some cheesy scene from the book he was reading. He hardly got any sleep that night.

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Louis' head snapped up when he heard the door creak open. His lips split into a grin when he saw it was Harry, but it soon faded away as Harry took the other side of the bed and not his spot next to Louis or right on top of it, the kittens following their so called 'Mumma' . Honestly Louis had thought atleast one of them would open up to him and like be with him because he feeds them alright?!

Louis sighed defeated but then Sara sat in front of him meowing in anticipation, "Atleast you aren't mad at me, or are you?" Louis mumbled, as he scratched Sara behind her ears. The cat soon came and sat on his lap, purring at the attention.

"You know treating one of my kittens nicely won't make me any less mad at you, I think." Harry said, without turning towards Louis.

Louis smiled at that, placing the kitten aside (which came back to him in a beat) he just sighed letting her stay there and went over to Harry's side.

"I'm sorry, Haz." Louis said, fumbling with his fingers not used to apologising.

Harry faced him a soft look on his face, "I'm sorry too, I could've put it out a bit better."

"No need to be I was just being an insecure asshole is all." Louis said, placing a kiss on Harry's forehead who had not sat up.*

"And I was being a childish asshole." Harry said, leaning towards Louis as he peppered Harry's face with gentle kisses.

Louis sighed, wrapping his hands around his boy and pulling him as close as possible, "And don't ever say I've given up on us, it's gonna be the last thing I do."

"I'm sorry for that," Harry said softly, nuzzling his face in the crook of Louis's neck. "I wasn't thinking." He closed his eyes, taking in the smell of his man, he missed so much.

"It's alright I wasn't thinking too." He ran his fingers through Harry's soft curls.

"But it still doesn't mean I agree with you stealing." Harry said, pulling back with his eyebrows raised.

Louis sighed, pulling his boy closer, he wasn't going to let this stupid thing get in between them, "Never said I was going to steal again. I'll figure something out, yeah?" Louis said, placing a kiss on Harry's forehead.

Harry grinned in Louis' chest.

"C'mon lets go to sleep, I'm exhausted." Louis said, pulling away and moving towards the centre of the bed.

He crossed his arms across his chest when he saw Sara sitting at his spot.

"That's enough for today young woman." Louis said with his eyebrows raised.

Sara meowed, stretching her body and yawned before moving away from his spot leaving Louis surprised.

"Did she just..." He gaped.

Harry just laughed at Louis' dumbstruck face.

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"Lou," Harry kicked Louis from where he was next to him, their legs entwined.

It was not that late at night, but everyone was in their rooms since there was a high tide at the sea right now, making the sky dark and the ship rocking back and forth.*

"What is it Haz?" Louis asked, running a hand through Harry's curls, tugging at a few strands making Harry emit these pretty voices from his mouth.

"Why don't you ever where a pink shirt?" Harry asked, his face buried in Louis' chest enjoying the warmth and the cuddle.

Louis made a disgusted face,"I would look so funny."

"I think you'd look fine as hell." Harry said, smiling thinking about Louis in pink.

"I really don't think so, but why pink?"

"I really like that colour nowadays." Harry said, playing with the buttons of Louis' shirt.

Louis hummed at that.

"My birthday is coming up pretty soon." Harry said, biting his lips, his eyes shining in excitement.

"I know." Louis said smiling, hoping Harry would like his gift.

"Lou?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm thirsty." Harry said, looking around the room for a water bottle to not find any.

He sat up, pouting.

"I'll go get you a bottle." Louis said, standing up.

"No!" Harry shouted, holding onto Louis' hands.

Louis raised an eyebrow at him, an amused smile on his face.

"No, don't leave me alone. I mean, Niall...Niall told me ghost and evil spirits lurk out at night, Lou what if they do something to you?" Harry said, his eyes wide.

He looked so innocent and so pretty Louis really was having a hard time to not burst out laughing.

"Niall was just doing that to get to you babe. Nothing's gonna happen to me and there is no such thing as ghosts and spirits, babe." Louis said, pulling away from Harry and walking towards the door and out.

"But, he said that a worker had witnessed some unusual activities around the corridors at night." He got up on his knees and looked at Louis with those big doe eyes, making him sigh.

"I'm going to kill, Niall." He muttered under his breath and turned around to walk upto Harry. "Baby, he's just messing with you. I can guarantee you that there are no spooky shit happening here." He gently caressed Harry's cheeks.

"You can't say that, there are so many paranormal activities going around the world. I even read it somewhere-" Harry frowned and continued to ramble.

Next time Harry decides to sleep anywhere besides with Louis, he'll make sure that isn't Niall. "Haz, there is nothing as that sort going around in the ship, so calm down. I'll go and get your water without you realising it was gone." He pecked Harry's lips.

Harry whined softly, "But, I'm scared." He didn't want to admit this. But, come on, there was darkness all around their room, an eerie silence all over and just to top that, there was a dim candle burning on the desk! It looks like the scene taken right off a haunted novel.

He shudders recalling Niall's tales, how a hand coming out from the bedpost grab a sleeping girl's arm or someone looking down at her when she peeked her eye open in the darkness.

Fuck!

"Do you want me to ask Zayn to stay with you while I come back?" There's no convincing Harry at this point.

"No." Harry wouldn't mind that really, but he needs to stop acting like a child. "I don't want to be a baby."

"Hey, but you're my baby." Louis whispered in Harry's ear, pulling him closer by wrapping his arms around his waist. He lightly bumped his nose with Harry's, giving him an Eskimo kiss, knowing just how much it's one of his favourites. "I'll be back before you know it."

Harry nodded and plopped himself back on the bed. He waited with a pillow pulled towards his chest, praying that nothing happened to Louis and hoping no spirits attack him. He squeaked when he felt something touch his leg, but relaxed seeing it's just Tyson.

Soon Louis returned with three bottles and gave one to Harry, "See no evil spirit harmed me." Louis said, smiling up at Harry.

Harry just shook his head and pulled Louis closer to him and wrapped his leg around Louis' waist tightly. "Don't ever say this happened to anyone."

Louis just laughed at his boy and placed a kiss on his pouty lips.

*** 

Harry waited in his room for something to happen all day because well it was his birthday he did expect something special. Not that much, but even a wish, 'Happy Birthday' would be fine.

He got up with a bright smile, which faltered a bit since unlike the way he had hoped or like mostly everyday, Louis wasn't there next to him. But, he tried to remain positive, maybe they had planned something great. But as nobody acted like they remember Harry's birthday, he sulked back into his room trying to read his favourite book to at least manage to be not sad on his birthday.

He can't believe they forgot his birthday! *His* birthday! Not one was left on the ship to whom Harry hadn't told about this day. He rubbed his eyes, which were starting to well up, so much for thinking people cared. But, what about Louis! Maybe he just got sick and tired of him.

As time passed by, he started wondering, where the hell was Louis! Actually, where the hell was everybody!? When no one did as much as make a sound Harry started to grow paranoid.

Harry walked towards the door and peeped outside when he saw everything was dark he let out a shriek and when back inside.

He looked towards his kittens who were meowing and he feared him right then thinking on what Niall had said, "You know that Ronald, that guy who everyone thought was crazy, he told me this creepy one liner, 'I always found it weird how much my cat stared at me, till one day I realised she was staring behind me.'" He also told him how cats have the ability to sense evil spirits and meowing more at the site. Best, leave the kitties alone.

He took his blanket to shield himself from whatever is out there and a pillow to defend himself, which okay Louis had taught him better but he was scared! And who's there to judge him anyways.

He walked down the empty dark hallway clutching the pillow tightly against his chest and he shrieked when he felt someone ran past him in dark and into a room. It was just the whizzing wind, hopefully.

"Fuck..." Harry mumbled, his eyes filled with fear. He gulped.

He ran making his way away from the room the person or spirit for all Harry knew ran towards. (It was just the wind blowing from the narrow way of the open door)

This was ludicrous, he wasn't supposed to go there! He's not even a least bit curious as to what's actually there? Why do people even do that kind of shit!?

He leaned his hand on his knee, while other tried to hold on to something, which ended up being the kitchen door. It slipped open.

"Surprise!" Everyone screamed and Harry jumped, shrieking louder.

The lights flickered open and everyone got silent as Harry had yet not stopped his scream. He clutched his erratically beating heart, "What the fuck! Why would you do that!?" He came face to face with the whole crew who was now laughing at him, banners of happy birthday hinged from the ceiling and balloons on the floor.

Louis walked forward wearing a pink shirt which okay, he was looking really hot in it, making Harry's heart skip a beat.

"Happy Birthday, babe." He said, pulling Harry into a bone crushing hug.

"You guys scared the living shit out of me." He mumbled, hugging Louis back as tightly. Louis placed a light kiss on his jaw and then on his lips with a smile gracing it's way on his face.

"Well, we were suppose to surprise you Harry, not the other way round!" Niall patted Harry's back. "But, it was Tommo's idea." He raised his hands.

"Giving you a surprise birthday was, not a cardiac arrest." Louis rolled his eyes at Niall. "You need to quit scaring him like that, Niall."

"But, it's so worth it! Have you seen his face when he's scared, he looks like some dead ass ugly frog!" He cackled loudly.

Harry just hit him on the head and pulled away to thank everyone and enjoy his party.

***

"Happy Birthday again love." Louis said, placing a wrapped box in Harry's hands.

Harry looked at him eyebrows raised, "What is it?"

"Your birthday present." Louis replied, grinning.

"I thought you wearing pink was my birthday present." Harry giggled, unwrapping the box.

"Well that was a part of it yeah." Louis said, nervously looking at Harry as he opened the now unwrapped box.

"Oh my god Louis." Harry said, looking at the two silver rings. One of the had an emerald stone in the centre and other a sapphire stone.

"You like it? The sapphire one is for you and the emerald one is for me...it's like a promise ring to show you I'm in this for real and I'm not ever going to give up on us, like yeah, and the next time we fight which really is inevitable atleast you'll remember that I'm yours and you're mine and I really don't intend to change that.."

Harry looked at him with glassy eyes and then pulled him in for a deep passionate kiss.

"Thank you so much." Harry whispered in his ears, hugging him.

"Now c'mon lets put it in." Louis said, pulling back from the hug to grab the ring with the sapphire stone and placing it on Harry's long slender right ring finger.

Harry did the same and they both goofily smiled at each other.

If the world crashed down, Harry doesn't think he would even bother because apparently his world was right in front of him.

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That was a couple of weeks ago, Harry sighed and screwed his eyes shut, trying to hold in his tears, which were threatening to leak.

He turned his back on Louis' sleeping figure, not strong enough to see those scratches on his back. He tried sniffling softly, not wanting Louis to know that he's crying over him. And even if he didn't muffle his cries, it's not like Louis would notice or even if he did, he'd probably not care.

Louis is cheating on him, Harry knows that for sure now.

At first it was just a doubt, wondering why Louis would end up coming late at nights tired with matted hair, marks all over his body and when asked why? He shrugged saying, "Nothing."

Harry knows it's anything but that. His suspicions only grew when the stopped having their cuddles, even hardly kissing, just random obligatory pecks. They even stopped communicating and Harry felt like his heart breaking.

He wanted to scream at Louis, demand to know where did he go wrong? Was he not enough!? But, Louis shut him off completely, going back into his shell of isolation  and make himself so unapproachable for Harry!

Everything he dreaded for just confirmed the day Harry tried to get his attention by joking around with Damian hoping to make Louis jealous since it always works cause he knows Louis is very possessive. But, when he didn't even blink any emotion towards Harry, the boy walked into their room and cried himself to sleep.

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"Louis, you coming?" Stan's half naked body peeped from the doorway.

Louis sighed, resting his face on his palms, "Yeah, just a minute, yeah." His guilt just build up more this time.

He looked around the room at his scattered shirt. This all is so messed up, why does he manage to always fuck up!? It's not like he wished things to end up the way they are, but Harry just doesn't get him.

Louis was a completely different person before Harry came into his life, he willingly changed himself but it's difficult to not deal with the monsters he was once so familiar with.

Facing Harry, looking at him is all so painful, especially when he knows what he's doing behind his back.

With remorse and guilt building up in his chest, he stood up and looked at his emerald ring before twisting and completely removing it.

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*smiles evilly* hope you liked that x