He didn't care whether people found out what he did at night. He learned not to care. Distinguishing lust from love was a challenge for him, and as much as people tried to make him understand, he just didn't want to bother.

He fully believed that his method of dealing with his breakup with you was efficient. He didn't want to think about you, so he forced himself to focus on others.

One night stands, hookups day after day, gaining satisfaction in pleasure.

"It's my way to cope," he'd say. And then, the overwhelming regret of doing so after realizing that physical intimacy cannot replace emotional connection. Specifically, the emotional connection that he had with you.

Louis avoided loneliness, because he had never felt lonely with you. And now, everytime you are in the same room, he feels tongue-tied.

At this point, forgetting you for the night was a part of his routine; an essential one, fundamentally. Because if he didn't use others as a distraction, if he allowed himself to think about you again, he would absolutely lose it.