Tiyaa

“I can’t grow attached to shadows. They’re gone as quickly as they come”
― Velvetoscar, Young & Beautiful

“You know how I…go through phases?” he asks, and his eyes flash up to Louis who blinks, confused.

“Like the strawberries and the gingerbread?”

“Exactly,” Harry smiles. “Like those. Well, I’ve always been that way, you see. I become fascinated by something, immerse myself in it…and then I’m done with it. Because, you see, once I’ve adored something, once I’ve found something perfectly beautiful, it is fleeting. It will never be perfect or wonderful to me again because I’ve already experienced it, already taken everything from it that I could.”

Louis nods. That’s, maybe, the worst way in the world to think about things, but he nods. Because Harry’s not finished, and this all suddenly feels…very odd. He swallows his last mouthful and sets down his food, waiting for Harry to continue, skin beginning to prickle.

“However,” Harry continues calmly, stubbing out his cigarette and setting full eyes on Louis. Full, empty eyes. Shit. “It’s not just objects that I feel that way about. I’m like that with people as well.”

Louis shifts under Harry’s gaze, feeling a cold sense of dread spread from the center of his body to every extremity and crevice.

“I find people who fascinate me. I play with them. I have fun. I enjoy them. And then?” Harry takes a sip of his sparkling water. “Then I’m done with them. I become bored. And I don’t want them around anymore.”

His eyes bore into Louis’ as he sets down his glass.

“Last night made me realize, Louis. You’re one of those people.”
― Velvetoscar

“but he can’t seem to look away as he stands among chrysanthemums and daisies on a cobblestone path, the tragic musk of roses settled in the air, staring up at dimly lit windows, searching for a boy who barely exists.”
― Velvetoscar, Young & Beautiful

“I like to act disillusioned and like I hate the world - and maybe part of me does - but the truth is I'm sort of in love with it as well.”
― Velvetoscar, Young & Beautiful