The final Project {Larry Stylinson book 3}

Chapter 10

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"H, are you okay?" Josh gives his friend a worried look.

Niall had finished the phone call and Harry hasn't said a word since then. He just stares at his screen, rereading the letter.

Hey Hazza, my butterfly, my baby, my whole world, my everything, ...

Harry can't stop himself from crying. There was a letter There was a fucking letter.

Harry throws his phone against the wall, screaming and sobbing.

"Fuck, Harry!' Josh runs towards his best friend, holding the boy in his arms, but Harry wrestles himself out of his grip.

"I hate him! I hate myself. How? How did I not know this? My baby... He must have been through so much. He must have been so lost. Fuck, fuck fuuuuck!"

"Breath, Harry please. You scare me. Come on, mate. Here is your water, drink." Josh hands Harry the bottle and the curly lad starts to calm down a bit.

When Harry's breathing is normal again, Josh starts to talk.

"What happened? What made you freak out?"

Harry is still crying, but silently this time.

"Lost the love of my life because of a very toxic person. My uh, ex left me and I thought he just left me without saying a word so I thought he just broke up with me. Instead he wrote a letter, but I never got to see it till now. A friend of mine found the letter in Nick's safe and..."

"Nick as in that boy that likes you and comes over from America from time to time?"

Harry nods.

"Can I sleep here for another night after tonight?" Harry asks.

"You know how my roommate feels about sleepover, Haz. Tonight is fine but..."

"Don't worry about it, I'll figure it out. I'll be back as soon as possible. I have to go now."

"What are you going to do? Haz are you able to be alone now?"

"Yes. I have to do this, Josh. I should have done it a long time ago. I'll see you later." Harry grabs his keys and ignores his broken phone that is laying on the ground. Harry would buy a new one, no big deal.

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"Harry, hey! You are ba..." Nick can't finish his words, he gets interrupted by a fist in his face.

"How dare you! You knew how much it hurt me! You know how much I loved him. You saw me suffering, crying, being in so much pain and you never said a single thing. I fucking hate you." Harry pushes Nick, letting all of his anger out.

"Harry, what are you talking about? Chill, babe."

"Don't call me that." Harry hisses. "I fucking hate you. I don't want you in my life anymore. I fucking hate you, you toxic piece of shit." Harry walks up to his room and grabs the bags that he already made to go to Doncaster.

"Harry, Harry what's happening? What are you doing?" Nick is so confused. He hasn't been on good terms with Harry, but Harry had always treated everybody with kindness. The way Harry is acting is really out of character.

"I know about the letter, Nick. I know that you hid it for me, you asshole."

"Don't listen to everything that stupid Louis, says Harry! We've been friends since birth. This and whatever else he said is a lie!"

"It doesn't even come from Louis. I have seen the letter you dick." Harry takes the bags and walks towards the front door again.

"Where are you going?"