Demons (A Larry Stylinson Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

I sat there in the bed contemplating on what to do about Louis, it was 3 months after the final concert, everyone went home, the boys and I kept in touch, except me and Louis of course. I flew to LA as a little vacation, just to clear my mind.
He blew my phone up when he got home, he kept saying he's sorry, and that he never should've said what he said, but I never replied. He knew why I didn't.
    It was 3am and I was watching my favorite movie, "Love Actually", and all of a sudden I got hit with a sudden feeling of sadness, and flashbacks of the moments Louis and I had together.
    It was bitter sweet. I remember that one interview when they asked me who was my first real crush was, and I smiled happily and told them "Louis Tomlinson." I giggled with a smirk on my face, I still remember that one time he gave me his scarf, on a chilly winter day, it's still in my room, and it even still smells like him.

*Louis POV*
It's been months since I seen Harry, everything I do reminds me of him. I miss playing with those curls of his, and singing to him in the middle of the night. I realized that I've only been taking him for granted. I've tried, and tried, to talk to him, but it's either he doesn't text me back, or doesn't wanna see me at all.
I don't know what to do. I think I'll go for a bite to eat, I was staying at a hotel in Hollywood for a charity event I'm doing, as I'm walking I notice a local caffe, it looked like a nice play so I went in and sat down, I look to the far back and you'll never guess who I seen, Harry Edward Styles.

*Harry POV*
Around 3:30PM, I decided to take a walk, and noticed a cafe, I walked in and sat down, I ordered a coffee and just sat there and thought to myself "is this what I really want?" I mean, I could give him another chance, but I know if i do, he'll only let me down. I heard the door open and looked up, and It was Louis.