Harry finally caves, hoping there's nothing to telling in their apartment.

When they walk through the door Harry throws Niall a towel

"Dry her off, I'll go and look for something for Louis to wear"

When he's standing in front of their closet in the bedroom, he's first about to grab some of Louis clothes but realizes he might recognize them and start to ask why Harry has his clothes. He grabs some sweatpants and a hoodie of his that Louis always used to steal from him. He walks back out and finds Louis looking at a painting in the hallway that Louis picked out. 'Crap' Harry walks up to him handing him the clothes, Louis points to the painting

"You've got great taste!"

"Ehm, actually I didn't pick that one"

"Oh, well it's a great painting" Louis smiles at him shyly

Harry shows Louis to the guest bathroom so he can change and then he goes to find Niall sitting in the living room.

"What were you thinking suggesting to bring him here?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"What if he sees something of his and I look like a fucking stalker?"

"Oh, didn't think of that" Niall shrugs

Harry shakes his head and walks in to the kitchen, starting to make some tea to warm Louis up. He gives Hera her food and when the tea is done, he grabs the cups and walks out to the living room again. He almost drops the cups when he sees Louis in his clothes. They're way to big on him and he looks so soft and small and Harry just wants to cuddle him. But it's not the cuteness that has Harry almost dropping the cups. It's the fact that Louis is inspecting their bookshelf in the living room. The bookshelf that has a lot of framed pictures of them in it. Harry has laid them face down tough, he's not been wanting to look at them, but just as he walks in, he sees Louis grabbing one, looking at it. Harry quickly puts the cups down on the coffee table, hurrying over to grab the picture out of Louis hand but Louis pulls it away from Harrys grasp.

"What's this?" Louis says and holds the picture for Harry to see

Harry's relieved seeing it's only the picture of them holding a contract. It's from when Harry signed over the rights of some of his lyrics for Louis to use in his songs. It could've been worse, it could've been one of the pictures of them kissing or something. This just looks like a normal photo of two business partners, even though it's more to it.

"We used to write songs together?"

Louis looks so confused, hurt and lost, it breaks Harrys heart. He just wants to pull him into a big hug and make everything okay, but he knows it would only confuse Louis even more.

Harry looks over to Niall who nods

"We did." Harry finally admits

"Why the hell didn't you tell me? I can't believe you kept this from me!" Louis yells, clearly hurt and angry

"Don't be angry at Harry Loueh, we told him not to tell you." Niall says from the armchair in the corner of the room

"Why Niall?"

"The doctor told us not to force anything, that we should let you remember on your own."

Niall stood up and pulled Louis in to a hug, calming him down a bit. Harry couldn't help but be jealous, that's all he wants to do, comfort Louis. Given that he can't, he's at least happy Niall does it. Even if it's unfair. Louis actually calms down a bit, he's usually reasonable and Harry figures he understands where they're coming from.

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