Letters From Lou (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter Two

So I was planning to discontinue this because I had like 2 reads, and both of them were from me. Ha. But recently I've recieved some really lovely comments and as I was writing for my other fic, I wrote this little snip. So enjoy. (:

Dear Haz,

Day one. Where to start? I’m sure you’re probably confused about what I just wrote. Every word of it’s true. But before I go on, I need you to promise me something. Promise that you’ll read all of these letters before you decide anything. You need to know everything before you make any decisions. I’ll tell you everything you need to know about it all in these letters.

You’re probably wondering when I knew that I loved you, right?

I think I’ve loved you since the moment I met you, Harry. We’ve always had that special connection. Most people think we’re like brothers, but it’s so much deeper than that. To me, at least. Everytime we touch, my heart beats faster. Whether it’s a hug or merely a high-five, I treasure each touch, because one day I might not get those anymore.

If I had to pick a day that I actually knew that it was you who I loved, it would have to be the day we moved into our flat together. I was sitting on the chair in the main room while you were fiddling with things in your bedroom. I don’t even remember what I was doing, but I must have been deep in thought, because I didn’t notice that you had come out of your room until you sat right on my lap. And as soon as you looked into my eyes, I knew. I knew that I loved you, and that us living together meant so much to me. We spent the rest of the day unpacking boxes together, and it was like we were some old married couple. And I loved that day.

I love you, Haz. Every single thing about you makes me love you. The way that your curls tangle during the night, and how you spend an hour trying to make them perfect - I love that. The smirk you always seem to have on your face... I love it all. There’s nothing that I would want to change about you or the way we became who we are. I wouldn’t want to replace anything in my life, but if I had to, it wouldn’t be you.

How did I know?

It sounds so cliche, but I just did. I don’t know if you feel the same way, but it’s so different when I’m with you. The feeling only comes when it’s me and you. My heart skips a beat and I’m surrounded by warmth even if you’re meters away. It just feels so right. That’s honestly all I could say about it, because nothing else would give the feeling enough justice. It doesn’t deserve to be described by the small vocabulary I have, because it’s so much more than I could ever put into words. And I hope that you feel it too.

I hope that one day we can feel it together.

Forever yours,

Louis

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