Louis POV
*Louis's view of harry's approach*
I walked out of the room with my head down, walking fast so that jo one would approach me as I didnt want to have to face any of the boys. It would just make it harder
I began to hear footsteps following me from behind. It was a light step with slow pauses inbetween every single step. I instantly knew who it was. It was Harry. Overtime, I had learnt to figure out who was walking towards me by rembering the way the each person walked so I knew what expect. If it was Simon, it was an instant buzz killer but if it was Harry, I instantly got butterflies in my stomach. Anyway, back to reality.
I felt a tap on my left shoulder. I panicked, not wanting to face him; the boy I had been in love with since I layed eyes on him. It was impossible to lie to his face so I carried on, not turning back . I could see his shadow. He was slowly catching up to me. When I began to move faster, he moved 2x faster. I could tell Harry was determined so I ran. I ran so fast I could barely breathe as the wind sharply hit my face.
After minutes of running, I could no longer hear Harry chasing me. I wanted to look back but knew I couldn't. I didnt slow down.
Once I arrived back at my apartment, I began to load my suitcases into the car boot and gathered the rest of my things. I quickly did a mental checklist to see if I had everything I needed. I did.
I opened the car door and climbed into the drivers seat, closing the door behind me. I started the car and exhaled. I saw the boys' car pulling into the parking lot. I panicked. I quickly reversed the car and drove off. There was no turning back now.
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Gone (Larry Stylingson)
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] *Short story* The bandmates Louis and Harry had been lovers but it didn't last. After the heartbreak had sunk in Louis had decided it was best for him to leave. (Just a warning I wrote this years ago and I am so sorry for what your abou...
