Don't Forget: Larry Stylinson AU

"Louis," I breathed, "no. You can't leave, you can't leave me. You can't leave us." The tears were quickly gathering in the corner of my eyes, the familiar stinging sensation there.

"I have to do what's best for us," He said firmly, the sack heaved over his shoulder. He wore a plane white v-neck and a pair of simple sweats with his navy blue Toms.

"You mean what's best for you? You don't have to fucking go! You could stay here, and we could be happy and normal!" I didn't mean to yell, nor did I want to. I just wanted my Boo back. Whoever this guy was, wasn't going to cut it.

"You'll wake Darcy, don't yell, love," Louis whispered and put his rucksack on the wooden floor. He stepped forward and cupped my cheek with his hand while his other arm went around my slim waist. "I love you so much, Haz," Lou whispered in my ear.

"I l-love you so much, too, Boo," I buried my face in chest, letting the familiar scent fill my nose; cinnamon and a little masculine scent. "Shh, hey. Don't cry babe, don't cry." He murmured. A honking from outside came and suddenly, I clung onto him like my life depended on it.

"No! Louis, no! You can't go." I sobbed loudly but Louis pecked my lips to stop the noises. A few tears fell from my eyes, I couldn't take it. I would go mental.

"Don't forget, Harry. Don't forget about us. Don't forget about Darcy. Take care of our little, precious girl. Don't forget about what we have and why we have it Haz, please, just

Don't Forget." Louis spoke warily to me.

"I-I won't, I'm sorry. I love you, so much. I won't ever forget, please come home soon and st-stay safe," I whispered, but I felt weak. He picked up his bag, and squeezed me tight. "Can I have a kiss at least?" Louis mumbled, but his usually bright blue eyes were now dull and lifeless.

I eagerly pressed my lips to his, feeling them one more time. Another honk came from outside and Louis pulled away. "I love you Harry, don't forget," he called to me.

"I-I won't Louis," I whispered as the door shut behind him. I raced to the window and threw it up as he walked to the army truck that awaited him. "Stay safe Louis!" I yelled. "I love you Haz, take care of Darcy!" He called back.

I symboled my love to him with a heart as tears skipped faster and faster down my cheeks. He got in, and the truck took off with the love of my life. The golden band on my ring kept a slim chance of hope that Louis would make it out okay.

That he would be fine. He would be back in one year, as the note had stated. I missed hi- "Daddy?" A tired mess of curls poked her way into the room. I quickly wiped away my tears, "Darcy, what are you doing up?" I whispered.

"Where's Daddy L?" She mumbled in a sleepy voice. "He had to go somewhere, but he'll be back soon." I don't know if I was trying to assure her, or myself, but either way it wasn't working. Somehow, I knew we wouldn't be seeing or hearing from Louis for a long time.

Louis' words echoed in my head for so many years, the years he was gone.

"Don't forget."

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A/N:

I feel terrible for writing this but it's just the beginning. And it's sad. I sorta cried but I'm not really good at putting emotion into words.

Oh well, feedback? Fan or vote?

Emma xx