“What?” Louis asked, checking if he’d heard correctly.
“I didn’t get in.” Harry repeated, with no expression on his face whatsoever.
“Oh my God.” Louis whispered and placed a hand over his mouth, tears already pooling in his eyes because this was it. He’d leave for University in London next week, alone. And there was no way his parents wouldn’t find out about it eventually.
He started crying at the thought of leaving Harry behind in Doncaster, wrapping his arms around his torso and burying his face in Harry’s chest.
“See? This is why you shouldn’t be optimistic all the time. You get your hopes up and you end up disappointed if things don’t work out.”
“What?” Louis asked, confused and looked up at Harry with glassy eyes.
“I got in.”
“WHAT? Give me it!” Louis yelled, sniffing, before
