Three:
"harry." Louis opened the door of his rental car, watching harry awkwardly bend down to fit the car's height.
"What?" Harry's fidgeted in his lap, his eyelids were shaking under the pressure of leaving.
"You're very cute." Louis finally said after getting in the driver's seat. "Americans are so backwards." Louis tries to start a conversation, but Harry is already in conversation with his thoughts.
"You alright?"
"He's going to hurt me." Harry was speaking more to hisself but Louis stepped up.
"No. He won't. I won't let him lay a finger on your precious little body." Harry hunkered down in the seat, letting his self esteem swallow him up.
"Louis. He could snap you in half with one try. Stop saying you can stop him! You can't!" Harry and Louis both end up in silence, Louis wanting to apologize but he wanted Harry to calm down first.
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