(picture is found on google. I do not take any credit for it nor do I own one direction. I got this idea after hearing the song homeless heart by Jennette Mccurdy.)

Louis did a great job pretending to be happy. Pretending to feel okay. Pretending to love Eleanor, pretending to be over Hannah. He’d joke around and fake a smile. It all went great to the point he’d come home at night and went to his room alone. Harry knew something was up. He started to feel guilty for not helping his friend. 

Harry slowly opened Louis’ bedroom door. “Lou?” He asked, slightly scared. “What?!” Louis said annoyed. Harry just hugged his friend. “Just know that I care about you, a whole fucking lot. And you need to know that I am there, okay?” Harry said with teary eyes. Then Louis started to cry too. “I just miss her so fucking much. I know it’s hard on her when I am barely there, but I just love her so much.” Louis burried his face in Harry’s chest. “I am here Lou, I am here. You tried your hardest, you should realise that.” Harry said softly. “I am always there.” He said