My Escape || Larry Stylinson

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Spaces by The Wonderfully Fabulous, Extremely Talented, Totally Sexy, ONE DIRECTION!!!!

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Louis' Pov:

When I saw Harry sitting on the bed, my stomach started to twist due to fear.

"Harry...what are you doing here?" I asked, trying to make sure the bump on my leg wasn't that noticeable, in which I failed miserably at.

"Louis....what's that?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"What?" I asked, as if not understanding a single thing he was talking about.

"On your leg. What's that bump?" Harry rose an eyebrow and got up from his seat.

"Oh! Nothing really! I went to the doctor's office after I had injured myself from falling and he wrapped some weird, thick stuff around the injury on my leg to help it heal faster," I tried to reassure him.

"Oh...okay," he slowly said, not as convinced as I wanted him to be.

"Can I see the injury?" He asked, and I knew what he was trying to do. He didn't believe me and knew something was up.

"Well, from the doctor's orders, I need to be extremely careful and I shouldn't bother it that much so I'd prefer for you not to. Sorry," I felt bad for lying.

"Ah," was all he said.  I knew he didn't believe me, but I couldn't tell him the truth. I just couldn't.

"Then where is your slip?" Harry asked.

"I'm sorry, what?" I rose an eyebrow.

"You know, the slip you get after you go to the doctor."

"Oh, the doctor must have forgotten to give me it," I tried to hide the fact that I didn't have a slip because I didn't go to the doctors.

Harry just nodded.  We stood there in silence, a very awkward silence.

Harry walked toward me and I froze.  I was scared of what was going to happen, but I also wanted him to come over.  I felt lust and had the sudden urge to kiss him.

I gasped, inn which Harry asked if I was okay.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine," I spoke softly, trying to hide the fact that I gasped because I shouldn't be wanting to kiss him OR have that feeling.

"Lou...," Harry looked at me with concern.

"Um...can you back away a bit? I'm kind of claustrophobic," I lied, again.  I wanted to cut every time I lied.

"Oh yeah! Sorry!" Harry took a step back from how close he was to me, in which I was glad, yet slightly saddened.

STOP IT LOUIS! YOU DON'T FUCKING LIKE HIM!

I looked at the ground and asked Harry to leave, and he obliged.  I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding, and I limped over to my bed to lie on it. 

And that was when the tears started to pour out of my eyes, again.

I feel so lost, and broken. I lied to Harry SO many times, and I wish there was some way to have him forgive me. But he can't know - he can't EVER know.

I turned on my left side and looked at the plain wall. The tears were sliding down to the bed and causing it to be wet.  I started to sob, feeling like total shit.  But the interesting part is, someone had come in and started to comfort me, whispering encouraging words and hugging me.

And somehow, I just knew it was Harry.

I turned to his side and sobbed into his shirt.  I hugged him back and curled up in a ball next to him.

"Shhh, shhh it's okay. Don't worry. Let it all out Lou," Harry cooed in my ears.

I didn't have the strength to open my eyes, so I kept them closed.

"Y-you don't un-understand Har-Harry. You could n-never forgive m-me," I stammered.

"Louis, I know what you did. I understand. I talked to the doctor. I know you were just scared of admitting the truth, and that's okay. But you have nothing to be afraid of. I'm ALWAYS here and I could never judge you. You mean so much, and I wouldn't be as happy as I am with you if you weren't here," Harry explained.

His last few words ringed in my head.

"You mean so much, and I wouldn't be as happy as I am with you if you weren't here."

"I wouldn't be as happy as I am with you."

"I wouldn't be as happy."

"Happy."

That's the one thing I want in life, but it's never coming back.

The only happiness I've gotten was from Tia.

But she's gone, and there's no hope.

I continued to sob until it turned into cries, and then into sniffles and occasional uneven breathing.  I started to close my eyes and my breathing was slowing down.  Thoughts I had started to diminish and before I knew it, I was fast asleep in Harry's arms.

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Can we just take a moment and look at the sexy beasts in the photo above? THEY DID SO AWESOME AT DODGEBALL! They might not have won the game, but they won my heart SO I guess it's a win win!

BUT GUYS NO CONTROL WAS PLAYING ON THE STATION Z100 IN NEW YORK AND I AM SO GLAD THERE IS IHEARTRADIO BECAUSE I GOT TO HEAR IT AND WAS SCREAMING AND BASICALLY CRYING

~Creeeestal