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Harry sighed, twisting the string between his fingers, eyes fixed on the light pink color that had recently appeared on his end, refusing to raise his eyes to the man sitting at the table across from him. He thought back to what Niall had said when he told him about this meeting, that this was one conversation he couldn't flirt and charm his way through, and that terrified him. He trailed his gaze down the pink string, and watched as it slowly blended into a violent red, the string continuing all the way up to the person he once considered to be his greatest enemy, and as Harry’s emerald green eyes met the striking blue across from him, sparks flew.
“Lou,” he began, voice cracking, “Why are we here?”.
Louis looked down, gently grabbing the string connecting the two young men, rolling it between his thumb and index fingers, “I think we both know the answer to that.”
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The one where Harry can see emotions,
And Louis is a burnout college student,
And the both of them are more oblivious than Harry Potter himself.
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“Holy shit,” Julia says. She lets her bag drop to the floor, her eyes wide as she walks around the statue. “Q, this is amazing. I knew you had talent from the stuff you made at Columbia, but this—wow.”
“Thanks,” Quentin says tightly. He looks over the sculpture, trying to imagine seeing it with Julia’s eyes. All he sees are the imperfections—the cracks in the clay that he needs to fill, the indentations of his fingers he needs to smooth out, or the malformed spots he needs to revisit. But when he strips all that away and imagines that someone else made it, that a stranger’s hands spent so many hours recreating the love of his life—he can admit it’s the best thing he’s ever made.
“Who is he?” Julia asks. “I don’t think I’ve met him. Pretty sure I would remember.”
“You remember a couple of months ago, I told you I kept dreaming about a guy?”
“Yeah? He’s—” She looks at the sculpture, and then back to Quentin. “No way. He’s real? You met him?” Her eyes are wide, a smile starting to form on her face.
“Not exactly,” Quentin says.
A Queliot fanfiction, with a Pygmalion twist.
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- Part 2 of Soulmates, Bitches!
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12 Aug 2021