[A/N]: Everyone asked for an update so here it is! xx

"Alright class, answer today's question of the day in your journals," the teacher said as she sipped on her coffee while looking through her morning emails.

"What does your heart desire most in the world?"

Louis looked at the question for a moment to think of an honest answer before he started writing. Some of his classmates didn't write an honest answer and others just didn't know the answer themselves.

My heart desires happiness. Just pure happiness that will make me forget. The kind that would take my breath away and the one that would never leave. Happiness never lasts, it never did but it's the only thing I ever wanted. Maybe one day I will find it or maybe not. People help others get happiness but I want a specific someone to be my source of happiness. Hopefully, for eternity.

Louis closed his journal right after he finished writing and when class started, all he could think about was going back to therapy.

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"So, happiness?" Harry said with his glasses at the bridge of his nose while he was writing some quick notes down on his notepad.

Louis looked around the room before his eyes landed back on his therapist before he said, "Are you happy?"

Harry stopped writing things down and looked at him as he stated, "Last time I checked, I was the one who was supposed to be helping you."

Louis shrugged carelessly and said honestly, "I think helping each other is better."

Taking off his glasses, he set them on the table and leaned back against his black, leather chair as he said with a grin, "My life isn't a romantic comedy but hey, I'm doing alright for someone my age."

Louis looked at him in disbelief and said, "You act as if you're thirty years old."

"And what if I am?" Harry said while containing eye contact.

Louis froze on the spot, not because his doctor could have been thirty all this time but because of the way he's looking into his eyes. He doesn't know what that feeling is and he doesn't want to find out. He blinked for a moment before he joked, "You don't have any wrinkles," and pointed at his face.

Harry chuckled as he said, "Ah, I use so many expensive creams on my face to maintain my beauty or I'm a vampire. What's the lie?"

Louis pretended that he was actually thinking about it before he said with an innocent smile, "You're a vampire, doctor."

The way he called him doctor made the curly haired lad's pants a bit tight which made him cough into his fist in surprise. He said, "Well," and sipped his black coffee as he added, "You got me."

Harry was so thankful that he was sitting behind a desk or this conversation would have gone to another different kind of level. Even if Louis wasn't in the legal age, he just couldn't get attached to his patients like that. It was a known rule. He changed the subject by saying, "So, continue about your day."

Louis was now walking around the room, looking at the paintings on the wall as he said, "People know I'm gay now."

Harry's eyebrows were pinched together for a moment while writing this improvement down and said, "Last week, you told me that you were afraid of what might happen. What changed your mind?"

"Someone."

That made Harry stop what he was doing and asked immediately, "Like a love interest?"

Louis turned around to look at his doctor and said bluntly, "No, just my chauffer, Liam. He told me that if they don't like me then it would suck for them. He said I'm cool, do you find me cool?"

Harry didn't know that he was smiling fondly like an idiot until his patient asked again, "Is that a no?" He snapped out of it and answered sincerely, "You can be cool. Is there something within you that believes that you are not?"

Louis finally sat back down in front of his doctor instead of walking around and asked with his tone hurt, almost vulnerable, "If I'm so cool then why does everyone leave?"

Harry was stunned at his sudden question and leaned forward in his chair as he said, "I'm still here, aren't I?" which made his patient smile a bit even though it wouldn't help erase his past.

Louis looked at the ground before he said, "You're a temporary fix. I'm probably just a paycheck to you."

"I would still talk to you the same without a paycheck because you are cool and no one should ever leave someone like you," Harry said in all honesty while making sure that he's looking into his eyes to show him how sincere he is.

Louis let out a deep breath that he felt like he was holding onto and said, "I tried cooking pancakes and they got burnt," which resulted Harry to burst out laughing out of the blue which isn't something he would normally do especially not in front of a patient. He always has to keep a straight face but with Louis, he feels free.

Harry said with a grin, "Don't worry, I would eat them anyway. Doesn't everybody love burnt pancakes these days?" and chuckled.

The patient's eyes lit up since he wasn't expecting this answer and said, "You would get food poisoning and I would never allow that."

Harry looked at him for a moment with a soft smile on his face and said, "Focus on school, don't worry about anything else."

Louis nodded at that but then got a text message, he frowned for a moment which made Harry ask, "What's wrong?"

After a moment of silence, he replied, "Nothing, just got invited to a party. This is the first time anyone has ever asked me to come to their party."

Even though Harry didn't like the idea of his patient going out to an adult party with underage drinking and possible drug use, he can't force him not to. He said the best thing he could think of, "If you're going, maybe you should take someone mature with you. Just in case of anything."

"Can you come with me?"

Question of the day: What do you guys think will happen at the party?