You can't get rid if me (larry)

Behind the closed door

"Should we visit at Harry's and Louis' place?", Niall asked worried. Liam looked down. "Lad, did you mean Harry's place?"

Niall's eyes were heavy from non sleeping and he nodded slowly. "Ya, that's what I meant."

Zayn walked quickly to the driver's seat and Liam sat next to him, leaving Niall on the back. He knew he probably wanted to be alone.
Drive to the flat was silent, but at least they had Harry to remind them that everything was going to be okay. He have to be alive before it's too late.

They walked down the hallway and it reminded them a lot of Louis.

"Oi oi lads, you came!", Louis said across the hallway and pulled all the three lads in a hug. "I missed you."
Harry was standing on the door, familiar smirk on his face. "Oh cmoon, let's go inside," he said.
They walked inside and took their shoes off.
Lobby had pictures on the wall of them. They always called it "picby". Liam's favorite one was from the X factor. It was taken from the stairs where they had filmed the video diaries.
Liam smiled lightly.

"Niall, what is going on with your shoes, they are pretty... colorful, cmoon Horan," Louis laughs with sarcastic tone and rolls his eyes.

"Shoe sniffer liked liked them from my defense, don't you dare," Niall joked.
"Liam could talk about his fucking dress all the time," Harry added.

"Louis it was better that you weren't in that interview, you would have end that thing quickly," Harry says and kisses him softly when he saw that Louis went silent. Louis smiles to Harry, he always made him smile. The boys rolled their eyes.

"I got some awesome news to tell," Zayn says exited.

"Cmoon you two lovebirds, we are hungry."

"Harry?", Liam calls loudly. Door had been open.
No one answered.

"Maybe he is gone," Niall joked, buthe got only mad faces to return. "Sorry."

Zayn walked to the bedroom and found it exploded by clothes. "Well, Harry have been here at least."
Flat quiets down, when they hear Niall screaming in the bathroom.

All of them looked Harry's body terrified. "N-no," Liam get the word out of his mouth.
Harry was covered by his own blood and he had his Louis shirt on. "Harry, can you hear me?", Zayn asks with panicking voice. Liam looks at him.
"Lad, he have been dead at least for 24 hours, we can't do anything. We- we lost him too."

No one doesn't say a word. Pain inside them was too much.

"I guess we'll see them in the heaven."