Torn Apart || Larry

Two Ghosts

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Before the third part of the show James found Louis and Harry at the changing rooms having a chat with one of the directors, Denny was her name. He quickly made sure to get rid of her, by sending her to another appointment.

He closed the door and looked at Harry and Louis with so much hope in his eyes.-"Guys, I know this is not where I'm supposed to put my nose at, but...you kissed? Is everything alright? Did Louis already tell you? Did you forgive him now? Please I-..."

"James breathe."-Louis said nervously.

"Breathe? I am breathing!"-He said clearly not breathing properly, he than looked at Harry.

"It was just a moment of pretentious acting. Just to remind him what he's been missing all these years by leaving me and lying by not giving me a good reason for it."-Harry said unbothered fixing his suit.

James eyes slowly lost the little sparkle of hope they once had.-"I thought...Louis, you promised to tell him, he's still acting hostile."

"I'm not hostile, karma is just playing in everyones favor...you hide things from me and I'll continue being like this according to the importance of what your hiding."-Harry said and threw the bottle of water he had in his hand on the armchair.

"James I did...The time is not here yet, and once I do, you Harry and your pretentious acting can go  suck a dick because I'm getting sick of this game! Pretending! Huh?! Like I didn't want all that to be real too! Because last time I checked I had to go through the most shit, you can't just assume I lived a life of sunrays and glitter just because what you know is assumed to be a lie. Because it is and seriously now I'm tired! I am fucking tired! And my heart is to tired to continue doing this any longer! Once this is all over and you finally know, you can go back to your pretentious life Harry. Because I'm tired, that's enough hate coming from you to get me through the rest of my life. So much I'm starting to think you never even loved before."-Louis said in a sudden outburst, making both James and Harry take a step back. And once he said all that he stood up and left.

Harry fell down on the empty couch, his face on his hands. Wanting to scream the situation.-"James why don't you just say what is wrong with this story so I can be angry at him without feeling like I'm wrong, tell me so that I can actually start hating him!"

"I can't, I made a promise."-James said hurt.

This whole situation just happened in front of his eyes and all he could do was watch. Nothing was in his hand...He was practically useless...-"Best I can do is revenge him by killing Simon."-he mumbled.

Harry removed the hand from his face, sitting straight.-"What did you say?"

James came to realisation.-"Nothing...I just remembered something."

"No! You said Best I can do is kill Simon...What do you mean by that?"-Harry said getting angrier.

"Nothing Harry I just tho-..."

But Harry sat up and left, knowing James would not tell anything. He searched many places in hope to find Louis somewhere.

"Hey Helen, have you seen Louis anywhere?"-Harry asked when he found her on a hallway.

"Yeah, he's with a couple fans backstage, having a laugh, why do you ask?"-Helen said but Harry just thanked her and ran to the backstage.

And here Louis was, with a group of fans, laughing at some jokes they where telling. A crew member came to remind them show was starting in 5 minutes. He greeted the fans and waved at them until they finally left. Harry was finally able to walk over to him.-"Your fans are the kindest, they really look up to you."

Louis looked his way, his smile slowly fading down on a thin line. He nodded.-"I know they are the best I could ask for. The show is about to start, have you seen James, wasn't he with you?"

"Louis, is Simon a part of this story?"-Harry asked straight forward.

Louis' face took a white pigment.- "Wh-...How-..."-He just stuttered for a while till a crew member came running to them.

"They need you on the stage, Mr.Styles it's your turn to start the third part with a song, they need you for the last minute soundcheck."-He said in one breath.

Harry could not leave now...this was far more important than a fucking soundcheck.

"Harry...Please go."-Louis said giving him a pleading look.

And Harry went but he knew he'd have to ask again after the show. He just hoped Louis would run away this time...

He sang Two ghosts that night, simply because it was one of the songs that gave him the most emotions, and because he wrote it for Louis...with a really broken heart...With tears in his eyes.

And that's how he sang it. Looking at Louis standing in the other side of the stage. Singing with true emotions, with a broken heart, and tears in his eyes. But this time it felt different...like he wasn't the ghost anymore. Like he wasn't alone.

And for as long as the blue eyes watched his maybe he was not...maybe he was wrong. And maybe his heart had not changed inside. And he still loved Louis as much as he did years ago. He loves Louis...Still. After everything. Without even knowing the truth, he knew he loved him, he's always had. Even when he walked away. He loved Louis even at the worse.

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