Again - Larry Fanfiction

11

So... This chapter may or may not damage your mental health a little bit because it was hard for me to write. But still i have 4 or 5 chapters in my drafts but this chapter is still my favorite. Also this chapter contains depressional thoughts and an attack. If they will affect you badly, please stop because your health is more important than anything. 

Hope you'll enjoy.

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Louis threw his phone to the wall after the eighteenth call he had. He didn't even knew the time or who was calling. He only wanted to sleep a little bit more.

After yesterday, he came home and didn't talked to Lottie, went directly to his room. He locked his door just to be sure that Lottie wouldn't disturb him. She didn't though, she only came once and after Louis said he didn't wanted to talk, she went some another room. It wasn't so hard to guess what happened.

He couldn't slept for a long while at night. He smoked, drank a little, tried to write some lyrics but couldn't manage to do even that. The only thing he knew for the last days. He was feeling the regret. He didn't know if it was because of he didn't talked to Harry or he went to his place at first place. But a big amount of regret was filling his body.

He was feeling numb or feeling so much emotion that he couldn't understand what was that. He was having an head-ache and feeling like hungover. He didn't even drank that much, maybe a couple of glasses.

After his door knocked, he straighted up and gave a breath. "Yeah?" he asked.

"Louis, i know you want to spend your day in your room but Niall is calling me. He said that he needed to talk to you." Lottie said with an anxious voice.

Louis spent all her energy cells to stood up and walk through door. He opened and he took Lottie's phone without looking her.

"Yeah Niall?" he asked through the phone.

"You had to come to the meeting at nine and it is eleven." he said with whispering. "Simon is going crazy, you should come." he said.

"Why are you whispering? Whatever, i am not coming. I am not on my day to handle Simon." he said and rubbed his eyes. His eyes were still burning.

"Louis it is not a request anymore. Please be here in thirty." he said desperately and hang up. Louis groaned loudly  and gave Lottie to her phone back.

"Are you okay?" Lottie asked while looking into her brother's red eyes. Louis only nodded and took his shirt off. He wasn't feeling okay but tell that loud wouldn't help anyone. Usually he would feel okay physically, wouldn't be tired. But today even his body didn't wanted to work.

"I shoud go but i will come probably in a few hours." Louis said and worn one of his cozy sweathsirts. Also took one of his sunglasses.

"Yeah it won't be a problem." Lottie nodded. She was wondering what happened but also didn't wanted to push her brother to talk. It was never working on Louis, it was only making him more angrier and sadder. Louis would talk if he wants to or there wouldn't be an another choice.

Louis changed his clothes and did some routines in the bathroom. Then he left his house with willies.

This meeting was the last thing he wanted to go. He was already having a bad day, probably Simon and Louis was going to fight. If they are lucky enough, Simon would quit them.

He entered the building with his sunglasses. It was rainy in London but he didn't wanted show his red-purple eyes to the public. 

"Good morning Mr. Tomlinson. Mr. Cowell and the band is waiting for you in Mr. Cowell's room." a woman said. Louis was seeing her for the first time. She was young and stressfull. He pitied the girl. He was probably younger when he started to work with Simon and now, he was a mess. He felt sorry for everyone who works with Simon, they weren't any better but still, nobody could be worse than Simon.