Round 1
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ALL NEW PROMPTS MUST BE MADE IN
ROUND 3 delicious /
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( five moments louis thought harry looked most beautiful )
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5. I’m scared. Louis doesn’t mean for it to slip out, but it does. Harry rolls over to him, high thread count sheets rustling about. His hair is a messy, his chest bony and thin. Harry’s eyes have seen too much and none of it has been too forgiving.
Why? Harry whispers. Louis lets Harry wrap his fingers, long and bulky, around Louis’ wrist, holding the pulse. Louis gulps, unable to speak. Their new apartment is too big, too fancy, too clean. It doesn’t smell like them. There is no trace of Lou or Hazza in the floorboards, and Louis feels like an impostor.
Every thing is changing, we’re changing. Louis breathes into Harry’s hair, and the sense of relief that usually floods his body at the feeling of home doesn’t come. Harry breathes into Louis’ skin, but he doesn’t move into kiss Louis like he used. Harry no longer wears his heart on his sleeve, and Louis wonders if it will ever truly reappear again - it’s been torn and mangled by secrets and lies and an image they’re ( ... )
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4. Louis. Harry’s eyes are alight with drunken happiness. It’s a fake sort of cheerful, one that puts Louis on edge because it isn’t really honest, and Harry has been so sad, and Louis never knows when he’s being genuine anymore. Louis, we’ve won, Louis, we’ve won. Louis, aren’t you happy? Harry chants, more giggles spilling over as Louis pulls them into Liam’s apartment, the closest one from the elevator ( ... )
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2. Management wants me to pursue Eleanor, Louis edges out. The curls of Harry’s bangs fall into his face. Louis bites his tongue and doesn’t say, because it might come out that I’m not exactly straight.
Louis doesn’t want to believe that management would want anything but the best for them; that they will protect them. So when they push Louis towards a girl who is shy and pretty and not Harry, Louis is hesitant. He doesn’t understand why it matters, and the denial he’s burying deep in his chest starts to ache a bit.
So what, is she like super hot, or something? Harry huffs out. He’s trying to look like a petulant child, but Louis can see underneath his milky skin, underneath his soft belly and his elegant hands, there is hurt. Louis wants to reach out and touch it, see if it’s tangible, if he could hold it in his hands.
I’m saying that it doesn’t matter who they want me to date, you’re the boy I’m coming home to. Louis doesn’t say this, even though he thinks it. The words run like an acidic burn in Louis’ brain, and he doesn’t ( ... )
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1. Youth stings Louis’ arms where Harry leaves his first mark. The sand is hot and the ocean is turquoise and Harry sings like he’s about to lose a lung. The elation that settles into Louis’ veins is almost too much. His face hurts from laughing.
They sneak kisses between takes for What Makes You Beautiful. It dismays crew that they keep disappearing, but Louis doesn’t mind. They are new and golden, and every time Harry drops his head to hide his smile, Louis can’t help but feel a rosy blush rise in his cheeks.
Harry is soft and innocent in his hands. He is breakable when he kisses, leaving sparse pieces of his soul for Louis to collect.
In a moment of pure clarity - may it be the sunshine or Harry’s smile, Louis doesn’t understand how someone so beautiful could ever hurt him, so he tucks his heart into Harry’s back pocket and promises silently that nothing will ever tear them apart.
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hope it was okay?
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this was GLORIOUS, i want to wrap myself up in it :)
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