Lou belongs with me l.s

5.

Standing by and waiting at your backdoor
All this time how could you not know, baby?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Oh, I remember you driving to my house
In the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're 'bout to cry
And I know your favourite songs
And you tell me 'bout your dreams
Think I know where you belong
Think I know it's with me

Harry's POV

I saw Louis today through the window today. We talked a bit. I don't think he's in the best mood. He seems a bit upset, angry and sad. 

*Larry's Conversation Using the Notebooks*

Harry- r u ok?

Louis- no

Harry - what happened?

Louis- nothing

Harry- seems like something

Louis- Just drop it Harry.

*Normal Stuff*

I remember when we were younger we weren't neighbours I would make my mum drive me to his home regardless of the time, just because he was upset and need need his Hazza to make him laugh. When we used to get upset all we wanted was each other. I still want him, he doesn't want me. I need him, But he doesn't need me.

I miss the days when we used to have sleepovers at least once a month. We would cuddle each other, watch movies, eat junks and talk and our problems. I miss my Loubear.

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I hope you liked this.

Bye💚💙