One

A sonic boom and their skins melt off, bones falling through the sky. I'm still not alone.
He's on the outside looking in. Clear, luminous, mossy eyes- so bright they could be woven with strands of silk.
He reaches for me.
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Or the one where Harry is the only one in town with honest eyes and Louis finds him refreshing, like strawberries on a summer evening.

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