Letters Sent Above To The One I Love // Larry Stylinson

Rock Me

Dear H,

Everything is starting to get a little bit brighter. My smile, the sun, even my clothes. I can't help it, the warm weather just puts me in a better mood. It would be better if you were here.

It's the very last week before it's officially summer, that's so odd right? Time is moving so fast. All of our mates and family have come to the decision, to not mention the anniversary of well... your passing. I refused to Celebrate it. People are telling me it's just a day to remember you, but I don't want it to become a once a year thing. I want to remember you everyday. A day without a reminder of you is not something I want to experience.

Anyway, I guess I should switch up the topic of conversation because it's nearly summer!!!!! Ahhh we just loved summer, didn't we?

Do you remember summer 09? That's a stupid question, of course you do! How can you not! I can't lie, it might be the best time of my life. [a/n not accurate with there age but i just had to include that line.]

We finally convinced our parents to let us camp on the beach. It was more of a tiny cove, that we discovered, but it was our beach. I think it was Niall's fault that we found it because he's the one that kicked the ball too far, so then of course I was made to go get it.

Wait a minute! That means I actually discovered it! So why the hell is it called Niall's Cove? It's should be Louis' Cove!

Anyway, so all us lads carried the camping stuff down to Ni- I mean Louis' Cove and we practically camped there for a week. I don't know why I'm describing it to you, you were there.

My favourite moment was the Friday night? I'm guessing you remember it just as well as me.

"Hey, what are you doing over here?" Harry stood beside Louis, who was sat on the sand lifting piles of it, then watching as it slowly falls between his fingers.

"Not sure really, just wanted to be alone for a bit," he shrugged.

"Oh, do you want me to go?"

"No, never."

"Okay, then I won't," Harry sat, with his legs crossed, next to Louis, there knees touching.

They stayed like that for a while, under the moonlight, they stared at the sea. The sun floating just above the water, ready to disappear.

"Is Niall still playing that stupid guitar?"

"No," Harry chuckled, "He had a tantrum because Liam was complaining it was too loud."

"Yeah well Liam was right."

"I think they are about to head to bed anyway." Harry explained placing a hand on Louis thigh, causing his breath the become unsteady.

"W-what but the suns not even fully set."

They both looked out the thin line of yellow that floated just above the sea.

"Can we do that thing we use to do when we were younger?" Harry asked scooting closer to Louis, and finding a seat on the 16 year olds lap.

Louis hummed in response.

Whispering, they counted both backwards from ten.

"10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."

Instead of saying 'zero' they both blew hot air out of their mouths, just like they were blowing out birthday candles. They blew the sunset away, leaving them in complete darkness.

Instantly, Louis threw his head backwards, chuckling at the nostalgia he felt. But his laughter soon stopped when he felt Harry's soft lips press and travel along his neck.

He kissed all the way up, sucking on the spot below Louis ear, earning him a quite moan. Their hands explored as Harry continued, bitting, sucking, kissing and whispering.

"I want you."

"What?" Louis gasped.

"I want you... I really want you. Do you want me? Please, show me you care. Do you care?" He whined.

There foreheads were pushed together and noses bumping, exchanging Eskimo kisses as they both panted heavily.

"I care. I want to," Louis nodded and watched has Harry rocked back and fourth in his lap, wanting friction, letting out soft noises, making Louis decision certain, "I defiantly want to."

He slowly interlocked there lips and they stayed connected most of the the time, only parting when removing clothes and when they let out grunts and moans.

They didn't bring anything like lube or condoms with them, neither of them were expecting it to happen and in Harry's mind, they wouldn't have used them anyway because he trusted Louis with his life. He knew Louis would be gentle, loving and go as slow or as fast as Harry needed.

And that's what he did.

It was everything the two could ever ask for.

It was perfect.

It was just them and the summer stars.

I think that, that night might have just been the best night of my life.

The fact I got to share something so special with you, makes my heart burst with pride. My first time, our first time was with each other and it wasn't just some random fuck, it was making love. That sounds cringe as fuck, but I don't care. It was making love, because I was most certainly in love with you.

It didn't stop there, from that moment we carried on. We hit the pedal, so there was no stopping.

Again and again

Blowing out sunsets and making love, became an often thing. Something I never thought would stop.

At the weekend I have plans to got to the beach again with the lads because it's meant to be a heat wave. We might even camp and I've decided that I'm going to grow some balls and finally blow out the sunset, in memory of you because I'm not afraid anymore. I know that even with out you, the sun will still rise again.

It just shone a lot brighter when you were by my side.

The sun won't stay away forever,

Lou x

Everyone was asleep, except from Louis. It was nerve racking but, the nineteen year old slowly walked towards the top of the sandy bank. He paused before sitting down.

Could he really do this with out the love of his life by his side?

He frowned at the empty spot next to him, took a deep breath and then gently sat on the almost white sand. After picking handfuls and watching it fall, Louis rested his hand on the sand with his palm facing up, just incase Harry would some how miraculously reach out and interlock their fingers.

He waited, but nothing happed.

"Some times I miss you, so much it hurts," he winced and then brought his now clenched fist into his own lap.

His blue eyes gazed out to the sea, that darkened as the light slowly started to fade. There was now just a beautiful orange line hovering above the sea. The line moved closer and closer to the water.

Time was running out.

Louis didn't move and didn't say a word, in fact he even held his breath because if he stays perfectly still then maybe, just maybe, time will freeze. He really needed a break, but he had to do this for Harry. Do this for himself.

With hard to find courage, he hesitantly began to count.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... I love you."

And then he blew the sunset away.

[omg why am I crying at my own writing. The chapter is literally rock me!!!! Who would have thought that it would be my saddest chapter yet.]