Divorce | Larry Stylinson

Prologue

Harry and Louis got to know each other in a bathroom at X-factor, then they were formed as a band called One Direction with three other boys - Zayn, Niall and Liam. It didn't took them a lot of time to fall for each other.

 They started dating after exactly five months of knowing each other - in August 2010. It was obvious to the rest of the boys - they've known since the beginning. When judges told them, they were safe as a band in the X-factor show. Louis jumped on Harry, wrapping his legs around the younger boy's waist. 

On their second anniversary, Louis purposed to Harry, obviously he said 'yes'. 

They got married on 28th September 2013. It wasn't a typical millionaires' wedding - it was quite private, only family and close friends. Just a little party, but however, some of their guests let the secret come out via Twitter and Instagram posts. 

But still, they were members of one of the most famous boy band in the world, so management had huge control over them and their private lives. 

Label cared only about cash, public image and numbers of spelled records. Boys' mental health wasn't important for them, as long, as everything was looking good on stage. 

That's why Zayn got eating disorders and left the band. All boys except Niall got into psyche problems - Harry got anxiety, Louis depression, and he started self harming, Liam fell into alcoholism. 

But when they took a never-ending 'break' things got better. For some time. The first few years of their marriage were awesome - both felt loved and adored. And then, when all of them started a solo career, Harry didn't have much time. He starred in a movie about war, called Dunkirk. Then he wrote and recorded an album, all songs, except for Ever Since New York, were about his husband. 

Louis thought, sleeping in one bed, rarely cuddling and kisses were enough, but not for Harry. He wanted romantic dates, watching The Notebook together and falling asleep on a couch in each other's arms while watching this movie for the sixtieth time. 

Tomlinson pushed his husband away every time the younger man suggested spending time together. Didn't matter if he wanted to lay on a bed and read random books from the shelf, watch RuPaul's Drag Race, have sex, or just be there for each other. The answer was always 'no.'.

But Louis didn't know that in fact, he clammed up after his mum's and sister's death. Harry was always there for him, ready to help, support and say 'we'll be alright' or even sing him lyrics from his own songs. 

19th November 2020. The day, he decided to send Styles divorce papers. 

The day he made the hugest mistake in his life.

Harry was in LA, recording Don't Worry Darling movie, he was supposed to get into a stunt with Olivia Wilde at the beginning of the next year. Louis was in London, with his 'girlfriend' Eleanor. He sincerely hated her. And she was sincerely in love with him. 

He still lived with her, after being stuck in a stunt with her for almost ten years, she still lied her own self, that being gay is just a phase. She was kind of hypocrite - tweeting racist, homophobic and fat shaming things, then posting Black Lives Matter and Pride flags on Instagram. 

But Harry was always ready to run to the airport, take the first flight to London, and help Louis. 

 And Tomlinson didn't appreciate any of these little things, to the moment he understood, he just sent divorce papers to the love of his life. And he couldn't take it back. 

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Hi! It'll be kinda short story.
It's not angst, smut, fluff.
No trigger warnings here.
I mean if you're a homophobe or racist, you can leave now, goodbye.
But if you're not, enjoy this book.

Next chapter on Tuesday (20th April 2021)