I never told you (LARRY)

Where do broken hearts go?

(Trailer on the side)

Louis' POV

It's been three days since Harry left, again. He always seems to disappear when the heat gets too much for him to handle. I know he's living with Taylor, I see pictures of them in every magazine that Eleanor brings round. It's almost like he's mocking me, rubbing it in my face that he finally can have some one to show off in public; but what he didn't know is every time we were in public we were showing each other off, but in secrecy.

"Has he still not come round?" Liam asks as he looks around the empty house. I shake my head sitting myself on the sofa kicking over some empty beer cans.

"He will though" I say trying to convince myself, I know he will come back, this is Harry he wouldn't just leave us like this; no matter what he feels or thinks at the time. Liam looks around the room probably disgusted by the mess I have created in the last three days. I have done nothing but drank my sorrow away, crying half the night.

"I'm sure he will, I'm not going to disagree with that. But I just came here to see if I could get you to sober up as we have an interview tomorrow" Liam says his gaze finally retuning to mine.
An interview? Does that mean I get to see Harry? I'm sure I will. I look at Liam.

"I'll go and shower, a nice bacon sandwich would be nice when I come down" I smile cheekily at the younger boy who dramatically rolls his eyes; something Harry would do. I shake my head I will not think of him.

***

"Uh, this is good" I smiled at Liam as I took another bite out of the sandwich. Liam just smiles back as his eyes glue back to his phone.

"You you texting?" I ask out of curiosity, I see Liam hesitate as if he wAnts to answer me but is having an internal battle whether he should.

"No one important" Liam says scratching the back of his neck, liar he's lying, does he not know I can read him like a book.

"You don't have to lie to me, Li" I say looking at him, Liam looks back down at his phone before sighing.

"Fine I was texting Harry" Liam admits, my heart skips a beat at the mention of Harry's name, so he'll text everyone else but not me.

"How is he?" I ask, I couldn't help myself I had to know, noI need to know, is he well? Is he coping or is he a mess just like me?

"Um, I only texted him about the interview we have tomorrow, I don't know where he is so I can't tell him face to face." Liam uttered. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion no one knows where Harry is, so does that mean he's not with Taylor or could he of lied to Liam or Liam is lying to me about his wherabouts?

"He's with Taylor" I reply trying to hide the hurt in my voice.

Harry's POV

I stared at the hotel ceiling, drinking everything I found this evening, trying to hold on to the sweetest feeling, so I'll never let him go, but he'll leave me lonely. I start to see that, I try to forget; everything. I really do, but then I close my eyes and morning pulls me back in to the view and I reminded of the cold, harsh reality I'm currently in. So many times I have pictured the day where Louis and I come out, how the fans will see, how we will see it, how are friends and family will see it. Maybe I should forget all the reasons it wont work and believe the one reason why it will, but it's diffcult to do that, as Louis refuses to see how much easier this whole thing will be. I want to be happy, I don't want to pretend to be in love with these, that nearly cost me my life last time, why can't Louis admit to his god damn feelings? I just really need to talk to him, but am I ready to face him? Of course I am. Who cares about larry rumours? they have been going on for ages now and who cares about need space and time apart, cause I for one don't give two shits anymore. I want Louis back and I will get him back and fix his broken heart.