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"The flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst..."

Harry and Louis hit the rock bottom in their relationship. Turns out, there's no rock bottom if you have a shovel; you can always dig deeper and crawl further into the endless space until there's a crater in your heart where all the love was treasured.

-OR- Louis visits a flower shop in his last-ditch attempt to hold on to at least something they had.