irresistible||larry

Part 8

April 30, 8:56 am
two months before the collapse.

Knowing your own darkness is the best method ti deal with the darkness of other people.

Everyone has bones in the closed. Everyone have secrets. Everyone sins.

Everyone is going to hell.

No one is clean. Sure, there are people who lived a normal life, worked, had children, and died. But they're just less guilty.

That's why Louis didn't believe in good and evil. That shit didn't exist. In the world, you survive if you're strong. Not if you do the right thing. Do what you have to do to survive. Everyone wants to win. No one is innocent. Neither was Harry.

"Morin'." He mumbled as soon as he entered in the kitchen. Louis just gave him an annoyed look. Of course, there were just the two of them. Of fucking course.

"What are you doing awake?" Harry asked as he sat on the table.

"Jet-lag." Louis smiled sarcastically.

"Oh, shut up," Harry scoffed.

Then there was silence. But Louis didn't like silence. He was a quite person. But he didn't like it when no one made a noise. So he decided to ask Harry something that was in his mind for a while.

"Why did you kill him?"

"Mh?" He asked turning around.

"I said, why did you kill him?" Louis asked, a bit too hardly but hey, he just woke up.

"I Uhm...I was drunk L, you know I don't like killing people," Harry sighed. "I've been thinking about it all night." The guy was hiding something.

"Where you alone? At the club?" Louis continued.

"I mean...yeah."

"Then no one saw what happened," Ha! "The lads weren't there. For what we know, you could've made it up.@

"Well, they saw the body."

"No one saw the fight," Louis rolled his eyes. "You knew him didn't you. He was someone that did something to you. You killed him for a reason. You do everything for a reason." Harry stared at him blankly. Yes, that was his clue.

"I'm right aren't I?" And without saying a word, Harry nodded. Just nodded. But it was enough for Louis.

"Who was he? Why didn't you fucking say anything, uh? Why do you keep secrets from us?"

"Like the one about your mum?"

Louis is gonna break Liam's neck.

"I— you—" Louis shuttered. What the fuck was he gonna do now? Goddamnit.

"I'm sorry, L. But you keep secrets from us too. Never keep secrets from each other. That's bad," He said as he got up from where he was leaning against the kitchen table and got closer to Louis. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"You didn't need to know that." Louis swallowed. What was this boy doing to him.

"Is she that bad? So bad that, when she's gone, you'll stop taking care of yourself?"