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"Seven silver silent stars softly shimmer" Louis heaves a shaky breath in, his arm burning. “Seven silver silent stars softly shimmer." He exhales shakily, pressing his palms into his eyes until he sees white dots, desperately trying to escape this place.
"Louis?" Harry's soft voice rings in his ears like warning bells from outside the door.
"Go away Harry." Louis' voice breaks. "Seven silver soft-fuck!" He moves his hands into his hair, yanking hard, punishing himself as hot tears fall onto his joggers.
The door busts open and there’s a beat of silence where Harry stands shocked at the scene before him. But then he’s there, on the ground pulling Louis into his arms, running his ringed fingers through his hair, counteracting the pain he was causing himself. Louis can’t fight it anymore, he grips Harry’s jumper like it’s his life force.
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Louis has his entire life thrown off its axis when Harry moves into his flat that he shares with Liam and Zayn. Everything Louis has kept contained begins to unravel the moment Harry tugs on his loose strands, forcing him to face himself, his identity, his hurts, his wants and all the in-betweens. How long can Louis pretend to be something he’s not?
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23 Mar 2026
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"I'm not pretending," Louis spits out. "I care about Mina. Unlike you."
He tries to hold eye contact, but holy fuck , Harry’s blown-out pupils make it nearly impossible. It was almost frightening.
"Really?" Harry challenges. "You're not?"
"No."
"No?"
The slam of Harry's hand against the doorframe sends Louis' heart right to his throat.
"Then why do you keep looking at me like that?"
His eyes snap to where Harry's arm meets the side of his head, realizing he's caged him in completely.
"Like what?" He swallows.
Harry grins.
"Like you're trying really fucking hard not to."-or-
Louis knows his place: serving at The KettlePot, nodding along to Mina's plans for his future, and never questioning why none of this feels quite right. Then he meets her insufferable, arrogant, mate Harry. He should hate him. He does hate him. But hatred isn't supposed to feel like this. As Louis finds himself drawn deeper into Harry's chaos, he learns some lies are easier to maintain than others, especially the ones he's telling himself.- Language:
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25 Jun 2025