The Moon's True Light

Ariela's POV
Harry was asleep after the second movie.
I was playing with his curls.
Don't judge me.
They just looked extremely fluffy and bouncy.
Yeah this just got kind of weird fast.
Whatever, these are my thoughts.
"What did your boyfriend call Harry?" Louis whispered to me.
" Mainly a man-whore." I said irritated.
"I believe that. Stuff like that really gets to him. He tries to brush it off as nothing, when we know something is bothering him." Louis said.
"What kind of boyfriend calls their girlfriend's brother a man-whore?" He asked.
"He didn't know Harry was my brother when he called him a man-whore." I said.
"Did he at least apologize?" Louis asked.
"I didn't give him time to." I stated.
"I'm going to listen to him, once I get my head cleared and can relax." I continued.
"Well take all the time you need to do so then." Louis said.
Louis and I talked for a few moments after that, but it was about nothing important.
I got up to leave.
Louis walked me to the door.
"Can you tell Harry I love him when he wakes up?" I asked.
"Of course Darling." he responded.
I drove back to my house.
Once I was inside, I saw Robert crying on the couch.
I sat next to him and patted his back.
He looked up at me with two beautiful blue eyes full of tears.
"I'm sorry." he silently cried.
"It's okay, you didn't know." I comforted him.
"I just didn't want you to leave me." He continued.
I grabbed his arm, and wrapped it around me and rested my head on his neck.
"I won't leave. I will stay." I responded.

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