you're cold and I burn (on hold)

guys are anything more than spoiled fuckwads who’re only relevant because their mommies <strong>and</strong>
daddies make good money. You can take your br<strong>and</strong> new Rolex watch <strong>and</strong> shove it right up your
ass, with the rest of your ego.”
The entire room has fallen silent, mouths agape as Louis fixes the jacket of his suit, straightening
out his burgundy tie, “You guys enjoy the rest of your dinner.”
And even as Louis’ walking out, his anger is still bubbling <strong>and</strong> making it hard to see because now
he knows why Harry has changed himself, started pretending to be something he wasn’t. And it
was all because someone had ripped his heart out <strong>and</strong> shat on his existence, made him feel
unimportant <strong>and</strong> like he wasn’t good enough. He has no way to get home, but he doesn’t give a
single fuck, he just doesn’t want to be here for one second longer.
Once he’s outside, he unclenches his jaw, pulling his phone from his pocket <strong>and</strong> dials Harry’s
number. He answers on the first ring.
Chapter End Notes
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