Come home. [ l.s ]

VI

July 13th , 24:00

Dear Louis,

Today the police stopped by again and they informed me that they had found something.

It was the white cotton sweater you were wearing the night you went missing.

They said I couldn't have it, but they showed it to me to ask if it was yours.
It was so dirty. And it smelled awful. Even torn and falling apart.

But there was doubt that it was yours.

This made me feel a bit better. I even took a shower today and had a few bites of the biscuit that Liam left me.

He'll be pleased to hear that I actually ate it this time.

Anyway, this week Barbra has constantly been nagging me about not doing anything with my life. She even set up a job interview for me tomorrow morning.

It's at some bookstore I think. I don't know if I'll even go.

Niall and Liam have been paying the bills to this place.

They're really amazing lads. If they hadn't been then I'd be homeless.

Or at least living on their couch or something. Who knows.

Oh Lou, if you were here you'd be so disappointed in what i've become.

I'm so sorry, Louis.

Please just come home. I don't know how much longer I can take this. .H