kalon l.s

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LOUIS' POV

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these past few weeks have gone by in a blur, i have one week until my project album is done. i still have one song to go. i'm so fucked.

i just have no clue what to right about.

i've also been seeing liam a lot lately. i go over to his a few times a week to distract him, or he come over here. he hasn't drank anything except one beer since we had that talk.

we agreed the he had to cut back in alcohol before he got too far. i think he can work on that without having to cut it out completely.

besides everything with liam, i have gotten happier. the sadness wore off within a few days, still sad, just not as bad. i just push the feeling down and move on.

harry and i have gone back to three months ago where we argued every second and couldn't stand each other presence. which hurts...

it's what needs to be done. i cant sit there a be kind for him, when he didn't think about my feelings. i know that he shouldn't have to look out for me. thats why i shouldn't have to watch out for his feelings either.

niall left for ireland yesterday at the ass crack of dawn. he also felt the need to wake me up to tell me how much he will miss me and gave me a peck on the cheek then forehead, then my other cheek. what can i say? i'm a very lovable man.

after a ten minute heart to heart conversation with niall about how of an amazing friend i have been, i reciprocate those words of course, i was finally alone in my flat.

i spent all day blasting 'green day' through the speakers, and walking around in my briefs. and if niall asks why there is a very but ice cream stain on the couch he doesn't have to know i tried to fling it into my mouth. i might have failed a few times.

today, i woke up and almost cried in frustration, realizing i have so much to do.

i have one song to write, i have an essay in english literature, and an geometry assignment to submit. all of them are due this friday. it is monday. fuck me running.

after making breakfast and taking a seat on the couch to catch the morning reruns of  'goggle box'.

the front door to the flat opens up abruptly, causing me to shriek, and stand up to speed walk to niall room. just as i'm about to make my escape into his room i hear, "what are you doing?" from an all to familiar voice.

the universe is out to get me, i think.

slowly turning around, my rapid heart beat and excelled breathing being formed from adrenaline and fear, turning into anger and anxiety.

you've got to be kidding me.

"hi." harry smiles.

i shake my head instantly, "leave." i say shortly, taking a comfy seat in the sofa again.

he rolls his eyes, the smile he had, had gone. "why are you such a dick?" he takes a seat on the arm chair.

his black baggy pants flowing out when he spreads his legs to find a comfortable position. the shirt that is barely buttoned and tucked into his pants, pulls up a bit when he leans back.