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Baby, I think we might be too cold to float by forreveries
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
22 Jul 2019
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They couldn’t come back together after six years apart and tell themselves that this was love that they were making.
Not with all that radio silence.
Harry tried to keep it all down, lodged under the lump in his throat. He needed something to focus on, something to keep him out of his thoughts, so that he could go along with this because he didn’t want Louis to take his hands off him.
He didn’t want that to happen.
But. But he needed it to.
“Wait,” Harry coughed out, his voice trembling, “Stop.”
Louis looked up at him with wide eyes.
“I— I need to stop,” Harry confessed, trying desperately to keep his voice straight.
“What is it?” Louis asked, full of concern.
“I can’t do this. I— I can’t play along. You left me and I need answers, Louis.”
His voice caught on the end of his name.AKA: Harry is a journalist that goes to Lake Tekapo, New Zealand, to look into a girl’s disappearance after a year of no movement from police. What he finds instead is his ex boyfriend Louis, who, six years earlier, ghosted him after five months of dating in university. A story of trauma, secrets, and the power of finally letting people in.
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It's been ten years since Harry took the baby and ran. Ten years of no contact, of no explanations, of doing his damndest to be a good father and a good person, despite knowing the damage he left in his wake. After ten years, an invitation to a funeral shows up in his inbox and Harry finds himself faced with the return to a life he's long since left behind. ‘Til death do we part, indeed.
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What starts as a routine movie night and a bit of reckless banter tilts the axis of a years-long friendship.
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Louis Tomlinson is an investigative journalist.
He's spent the better part of his life researching the psyches of serial killers, and publishing articles to provide a deeper understanding into their methodologies. His pen-name, Orion, is well known around the globe. An alter-ego that keeps his pockets lined, and his identity private.
That is, until a letter arrives at his home address. A letter containing a symbol. One dubbed by a serial killer who'd vanished three years prior. The postage stamp? Bainbridge Island.
He'd spent so long peering into the darkness, it should be no surprise to discover that something had been looking back.
The island presents a host of mysteries. It also houses a nosy witch, determined to break down his walls.
And an FBI agent hellbent on shattering his carefully constructed world. -
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Beside his mother, Louis was still frozen in place. He was vaguely aware that Doris was getting crumbs on his clothing, but he was far too concerned with overthinking. Harry knew now that he was an omega. There was no way he couldn’t know. Would he be disappointed? Would he think less of Louis? What if he didn’t even remember Louis?
Louis sucked in a breath when Harry turned towards him, his green eyes locking on the omega and he regarded him carefully. He was used to being constantly under the watchful eye of the court, his every move being critiqued and judged. But the way Harry was examining him had his hair standing on end and his breath caught in his throat.
Slowly, Harry bowed before him and looked up at Louis with an unreadable expression in his eyes. He rose to his full height once more and one dimple sunk into his cheek as he quirked his lips into a smirk. “Hello, Cricket.”
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Or the one where after years of being gone, Knight Harry returns to his best friend only to find out that Louis is betrothed to another.