Write Or Fight

Day 14

Written by itstilliswhatitis

Dear Louis,

I'm glad that I'm alone right now because I'm laughing so much. I swear that watermelon Sugar was just something of a joke at first, but it's a bop so I'm keeping it. It will be on the album.

Just be yourself Lou, you don't have to start reading books for my sake. I read enough for both of us. Read one if you want to, not to please me. You always impress me, book or no book.

Boobear is a cute pet name! It's staying! Regarding your mother, I'm so relieved that you feel that way. That I could be of some comfort. You're so strong, Lou! I love you for that.

I really hope that we will learn to communicate in person as well. You can tell me anything. I won't run or break and I won't judge. I think this will be our biggest challenge. We're both wordsmiths but for some reason, we chose to don't hear each other. I'm so grateful for these letters. I'm gonna print them all out and make a book of them, just for us.

No. That's the honest answer to your question. You don't suffocate me, Louis. You could never do that. You're not too much. That's just silly. It's you and me against the world!

We can get a black dog but don't you dare go and buy one before I get home! I want to be there. I'm so excited. That dog will be so loved.

I'm with you in spirit, just like I bring you with me whenever I'm somewhere without you. Whenever I see something or something happen I can't wait to tell you about it. You're always with me, even when we're miles apart.

I wrote two more songs. I can't wait for you to hear my album.

All the love
Harry

Written by danielpawelthelarry

dear harry,
i wish i was beside you when i woke up this morning, can't help but feel a bit hollow today. i think this distance makes me ache, makes me feel like shit when at the end of the night you're not cuddled up on the couch in my arms watching re-runs of 'friends'. i'm being annoying, but without you this house never feels like home, rather suffocating actually.

remember the nights we had in between tours? the simplicities of falling asleep next to one another and being happy by the end of the night. i'd kiss your shoulder and you'd snuggle further into me, as if you wanted more, as if you wanted to be closer to me even if it was impossible.

to everyone i was Louis Tomlinson, i was in a massive boy band and i could somewhat sing, but when i was with you, i was 'baby', 'honey' and i was yours. nobody could touch me the way you did and you liked the power you had over me.

if i have any dreams i want fulfilling, it would be to have a little house somewhere, maybe in a little town where everyone knew each other, to be able to wake up to you singing in the kitchen in just your boxers while little soft squeals come from our children's mouths. sure, you'd go away every once in a while to film a movie or record an album, but we'd take turns going away so our kids don't miss up too much. i'd give up everything to some day have that.

do you want that? or is there something else that you want? maybe a big house in LA?

i'll let you go, let me know soon x
i love you,

yours,
louis