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seeing Louis sleeping it made me think about how I truly feel about him. he's been there when I needed him, but why did he always come when I needed him?

knowing that we're friends and I know you know we're friends. But when can we can finally stop lying to each other about that?

knowing we can't ruin what we already have and knowing it's easier to just stay.

Whatever it is that we already are, I don't know how long I can resist this lying urge to grab your face and just kiss you

Every time I see him, I don't know how much longer I can pretend, I don't notice you staring at me the way he's been. ever since the day I met you.

wondering what's the worst that could happen, maybe one of us could just say it?


walking slowly leaving the room I get a call from Timothee. I let it ring for a while then I answered.



timothee: y/n I'm on my way to your house I just booked a-

y/n: please don't waste your time timothee I don't have the energy to fight

timothee: y/n I love you, please I love you.

y/n: do you understand that love should make you feel good? love should make you feel useful, love should make you fall in love with yourself more and love should make you want to take on the world.

timothee: y/n.

y/n: love is not begging for attention and love is not giving up pieces of your being. i feel like I have to beg you to love me. if you feel as though your love is costing you your piece of mind

I paused and began to sniffle my nose with tears running down my cheeks

y/n: that is not love.

y/n: bye timmy


how was i supposed to know what healthy love looked? seeing my parents fight everyday as a child not knowing which side to pick.

how am i supposed to know healthy love? how am i supposed to know when it's safe to show love and care?

how am i supposed to accept love when all i've ever known is love that lies.

love that cheats and leaves me feeling useless. love that took every piece of warmth that was in me and transformed it to ice.

love that ripped every shred of love i had to give, to smithereens. love that insults and criticizes. love that showed me exactly what i don't want.

love that's shown me how i shouldn't be treated. how am i supposed to trust and allow myself to fall when falling has only shown me pain. how am i supposed to love when love has shown me that people don't have the same heart i do.

how do i take down the walls built around my heart?

how do i take my heart out of its jail cell?"is everything okay?" louis says walking down the stair



"yeah I just got off the phone with timothee" I replied

louis walks towards me, I look up at me and he looks down on me. he gently whips my tears of my eyes and smiles.

he gently leans into me for a hug.

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