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Louis sucked in a sharp breath of air, pressing his hand to his chest. Harry walked down the runway in a powerful glide. Louis never once thought Harry Styles was capable of walking so smoothly, with such power it put Louis to shame.
“You’re staring.”
Louis coughed, smoothing down his blazer. “He’s being a model. We’re supposed to stare.”
“At the clothes. Not him,” Eleanor said, a burning hatred seeping into her words. It was all too familiar years ago when this was how she always sounded.
“He’s my friend, El. I had no idea he’d be here.”
Eleanor pinched the bridge of her nose. “You haven’t spoken to him in two years. He’s not a friend.”
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Or when Eleanor drags Louis to a fashion show, he is floored when he sees ex-bandmate Harry Styles working the runway. Speaking to him for the first time in two years begins a cascade of healing and growth they'd both been too stubborn to say before.