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

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Dear Harry,

It's less than a month till I finish school for good, thank fuck for that! As you know, I've spent a considerably longer time at that hell hole, so have the lads. That's why we are buzzing and planning the biggest graduation party ever, after I do my alevel exams obviously. I've applied for a few Unis but I don't want to talk about them, cause I don't want to jinx it.

Whilst planning the party, sat in the canteen, you will never guess who came up to me. Mitch. He actually came up to me! From the moment he moved in next door to you, you became friends.

It pissed me off so much.

At that point I was crushing on you hard, oh who am I kidding? I've always been crushing on you, up in my head I was your boyfriend. Anyway at that point it was all go, go, go. But then Mitch came along and it was all stop, stop, stop. That's sounded like some shit pop song lyrics.

Mitch was cool, unlike me. He had 27 tattoos! They were all cheap fake ones from eBay. But still, I didn't have any real or fake tattoos.

I even remember the day you first blew me off, for him.

"Hey Curls!" Louis shouted down the phone. It was on his desk, resting on a stack of useless books, as he searched around his room for his missing Toms. He always seemed to lose the left one.

He heard a small giggle from the other side of the phone and wondered, what could be so funny at 8am on a Monday morning?

"Oi Curly, what you laughing at?"

There it was again, that laugh.

Louis quickly walked closer towards the phone, hoping that it would make him understand what was going on. "Haz!"

Giggles, again.

"Harry!"  He shouted.

"Oh my god! Sorry Lou, I didn't even realised I answered. Didn't even hear the phone ring," Harry spoke loudly, too cheery for this rainy day.

"Oh so you weren't laughing at me?"

"Why would I be laughing at you?"

That may just had broken Louis heart... just a little bit. Because making Harry laugh was Louis' thing.

Quickly, he shook it off and carried on looking for his shoe whilst talking to Harry. "Well what's got you in a state of giggles then? Mr even though it's stupidly early, I'm going smile and laugh."

Harry chuckled at that, but it was nowhere near as infectious as his previous giggles. "Oh well Mitch was just telling me this joke. It was so fu-"

"Mitch?" Louis gulped.

"Yeah, he moved in next door to me. I could have sworn I told you about him?"

That's the problem, Harry did tell Louis all about his new Neignour and how funny he is, how he's really great at playing guitar, how he's got this long hair and he's just moved from America meaning he has the 'coolest' accent ever. Oh and did Harry mention how Mitch is sixteen, a full year older than Louis. God, Louis absolutely hated him.

"Yeah you did mention him. A bit." Louis' frown was evident in his voice, but Harry didn't notice. He didn't want Harry to notice because then he would worry. Harry can't be upset, he told himself. Sighing quietly, Louis fell back onto his bed. "Anyway, what time shall I be at yours for?"