I want you here with me

Like how I pictured it
So I don't have to keep imagining

-Something great by one direction aka my babies

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A month has passed and Louis had learned how to masked his emotions. It wasn't easy pretending you were okay when really, you're screaming on the inside. Every silence is dangerous. Although, he had gotten used to being miserable now. But how can one man make him feel like this- like crap. He just wanted to be loved, is it too much to ask?

Being a model is what Louis had always wanted. Sure it was quiet tiring sometimes because of all the shit ton of photo shoots and stuff, but it's quiet fun. He loves all the compliments that every photographer gives him, especially the ones he gets from Xavier. He basically purrs like a kitten whenever the older man calls him all these cute nicknames.

"Lou?" Snapping out from his thoughts, he glances at the mirror to see Xavier closing the door of his dressing room.

"Hey, Xav." Louis smiles at him and stood up, greeting the man with a kiss on the cheeks.

Taking a sit on the couch, the blue eyed boy adjusted his silky robe. Xavier took a sit besides Louis and caressed the boy's cheek. "You're so beautiful."

Louis blushed and glanced down, "Thank you." He was a sucker for compliments, really.

"Your next shoot will be in New York, and we will meet someone there who by the way, is kinda a big deal for us." Xavier said.

"Oh, When are we going?" Louis asked, smiling from ear to ear with happiness. It will be his first time traveling to New York, and he was excited to go sightseeing— after he gets his work done of course. It's gonna be fantastic to finally get away from all the stress that a certain man had created.

Xavier glanced at his phone and spoke, "Tomorrow night, babe. So you better be ready. Don't worry though, your parents already agreed, and I had my assistant notify Liam and your friends also."

The blue eyed boy couldn't help but stare at the man in front of him. Not only is the man attractive, he was kind, polite and successful as hell. It was certainly a turn on. But, Louis had to be professional so seducing his boss is a huge no no.

"How long will we be staying there?"

"A week max," Xavier said, before smiling at the boy. "You can have the rest off tomorrow, love. I have to go though, an urgent meeting came up." He pecked Louis' cheek before standing up and ushering his assistant with him.

Louis' cheek was heating up, and he could still feel the lingering kiss from earlier. He was confused though; does the man see him in a professional manner, or more than that? But he learned not to trust anyone. He was still hurt by what Harry did to him, and fuck does it still hurts like a motherfucker. Salt does look like sugar, so he needs to be extra careful not to get hurt again.

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Harry wanted to kill someone when he saw Louis' picture at the mall. He looked so beautiful in the picture, and the green eyed boy had to stop just to admire the blue eyed beauty's picture. His new 'boy toy' had stopped and glanced at Harry with a confused expression on his face.

"Is there something wrong?" Kellin asked, arching his eyebrow.

Harry didn't answer and continued admiring Louis' picture. He was too busy admiring the boy and didn't notice Kellin rolling his eyes.
Too bad, Harry could careless.

"Don't tell me you're attracted to the boy," Kellin asked as if it was the least thing that he expected. "He's not that pretty."

"Leave." The man snapped, feeling his blood boil when the blonde boy insulted his Louis. How dare that bitch say that Louis fucking Tomlinson isn't that pretty?

Kellin's eyes widened, and his jaw dropping. "What, are you serious? I'm just being honest." He tried to touch Harry's shoulder but he was pushed away. "Come on, daddy. Let's go to your house and I can make up for it."

"Get away from me, and don't fucking come back." Harry said before leaving the blonde boy alone in the middle of the mall. Serves him right.

Ever since He left Louis, he wasn't miserable, but well, he got a new boy toy again, trying to remove every trace of Louis' touch on his body. He needs to forget about the boy, but as cliché as it sounds, he couldn't. Not when his heart feels heavier each time he leaves his boy toys, after a rough sex. Not when he searches for Louis in every boy he encounters.

Harry unlocked his phone, and dialed his assistant's number. After a few rings, she finally answered.

"What can I do for you, Mr Styles."

"I need Louis Tomlinson's whereabouts, ASAP."

"Right away, sir."

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author's note: hello, lovelies! How are you all?? I hope you're doing okay. So I haven't updated in awhile now so I decided, why not update today? This chapter is trash but I'm trying to edit the previous chapters since I read them last night. Anyways, votes and comments are always appreciated! Thank you 💋

-your darling author