"I put in my two week notice yesterday." Louis tells Harry, glancing at him. They are sat on Harry's- Well, they're bed, Finally resting after a hectic day of moving things around and getting Louis moved in.

Harry looks at Louis and furrows his brows, "Have you got another job lined up?" He asks, tilting his head and shutting his phone off.

"I have an interview to be a Vogue editor." He says, "Uh, Zayn's Uncle is chief executive there and, well, I scored myself an interview."

Harry smiles brightly, "Thats amazing, Louis, I'm really happy, thats an amazing job." He says reaching over and pecking Louis's forehead, "I love you."

"I love you, too."

-

"What do you mean you didn't go to the interview?" Harry asks, staring at Louis with a look that screams disapproval. "It was so fucking lucky that you even got it!"

Louis doesn't look at Harry, a daze to his eyes as he shakes his head, "I..I didn't want to."

Harry looks at Louis with his jaw clenched, "Are you high, Louis?"

Louis giggles, shrugging, "No, Course not, Harold." It's more than obvious that he is.

"Do you think this is cute, Louis?" He shouts, throwing his hands up, "The one good thing you promise to do, you fuck it up."

Louis looks at Harry, tears in his eyes now, "Stop talking to me like that, Harry, I'm not a fucking child."

"Then stop acting like it!" Harry scolds, "I don't think you get how hard this is on me."

Louis laughs, standing up and furrowing his eyebrows at Harry, "How hard it is on you?"

"Yes, Louis, you aren't the only one thats affected by this, you know that don't you?" Harry says, a frown evident on his face.

"You're being incredibly selfish, right now." Louis says, stomping off to the bedroom, tears are running down his face now. "I'm leaving, I'm staying with Zayn."

"The hell you are!" Harry snaps, following after him, "Do you think running away will solve things? Fuck sake, Louis, Just go to sleep, okay? I'll take the couch."

Louis turns around and goes to say something but instead just cries hard, shaking his head.

"Baby." Harry says, his heart hurts seeing Louis so upset. He knows he's got so much hurt bottled up inside of him, "Come here," He says, taking Louis into his arms and hugging him close.

"I'm sorry."

And just like that, Harry's anger was no were to be seen.

Fights like this one happened between them so much, Louis's doctor had warned Harry that things would only become harder, she even suggested a therapist for Harry to see him.

Harry did, because he had promised Louis that he would be there for him. After-all, he loved Louis with everything he had. He wasn't going to leave him.

"I fucking hate you!" Louis shouts at Harry, hitting at his chest, "Fuck you!"

Its been two weeks since Louis has moved in, and Harry had been upset that Louis was smoking in the house, so he grabbed all of Louis's cigarettes and flushed them down the toilet.

"Louis!" Harry yells, taking Louis's wrists in his hands and looking at him with stern eyes, "Stop hitting me," He snaps, then lets go of Louis's wrists, "I will not be disrespected anymore, okay? This is insane."

Louis clenches his fists, "Fuck you,"

Louis turns and grabs his jacket, then goes out of the front door, making sure to slam it shut so that if Harry wasn't already sure he was upset, he is sure now.

"God dammit!" Harry shouts, sitting on the couch, he squeezes his eyes shut and breathes heavily, "Don't go after him, he was wrong this time, don't do it."

But of course, Harry does anyway, because he loves Louis more than he wants to keep his pride. He gets up and rushes outside, walking toward their car, finding Louis leaned up against the wall near it, crying his eyes out.

Harry knows Louis is struggling, he does, it breaks his heart. He loves him so much.

Louis doesn't flinch at all when Harry wraps his arms around him and presses his lips to his forehead. Louis immediately wraps his arms around Harry's waist and sobs into his chest, letting everything go.

"I got you, baby, Always here." He tells Louis softly, petting his hair, "Not ever going anywhere, I'm here for the good and bad."

Louis nods against Harry's chest and squeezes his waist, his breathing scattered, "Please don't leave me, I'm trying to stop, everything, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you, or said those things." He sniffles, "I know you were only helping me." He says shakily, clutching to Harry.

"Its hard, I know, I'm here, okay? I'm not going to leave you." Harry promises, "Lets go inside, we'll get sick." He tells him, pressing a kiss to his hair once more.

-

Some fights, Louis made up to Harry, by giving him the best sex he's ever had in his life. It always drove Harry crazy. One moment Louis was pissing him off beyond words, the next he was putting him in a sexual frenzy that he couldn't control.

"Fuck- Harry, yes." Louis whimpers, Harry is repeatedly dragging his cock against Louis's prostate, sending the younger closer to the edge, " I'm so close."

"Yeah? Gonna cum for me?" Harry asks, moaning as he kisses at Louis's collarbones, his cock growing heavier by the second. He's seconds away from his own orgasm.

"Mhm, fuck, yeah yeah, oh fuck-" Louis comes, fingers gripping Harry's hair as he spills all on his lower tummy, his cheeks flushed.

"Fuck." Harry groans, he loves the sight of Louis's coming undone, and all because of him, no body else.

Louis moans, "Made me cum so hard, Harry, got me to make a mess, had me falling apart on your cock, probably going to feel it for days." He says in a dirty tone, but it works. Harry is filling Louis in mere seconds, lets out a long moan of Louis's name., "Fuck."

"I love you." Louis tells Harry, "I really do."

"Love you more, baby."

-

"I can't do this anymore." Harry says, his face crumbling as he tells this to Louis, who is probably in the worst state he's ever seen him in. "It's like you aren't trying at all, Louis, At all, I can't do this anymore."

"What?" Louis says, shaking his head, "No, Harry, Stay here, It's okay, I'll go back to the doctor tomorrow."

Harry grabs his suit case and sighs, "I can't Louis, this is a never ending cycle." He wipes his eyes, "I can't be with you, not now."

Louis looks at Harry and bites his lip, trying to think of something, anything to keep Harry from walking out of that door.

But he can't, and Harry leaves.

"I love you, so much." Harry says, "But I just- I can't do this anymore, it's too much."

And with that, Harry is out of the door and out of Louis's life.

THE END

Of Book One.