Love Hurts

Hey guys. id just like to say that, Yes this is a REAL Larry Stylinson fan fiction. and i know they are not gay. But its fiction. and storywriting you need imagination!

So if you are going to give me hate or take this story to heart I strongly suggest you do not read.

P.S Rated for mature readers ages 11+

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Chapter 1

Harry Styles POV

Oh no, oh no, oh no.

This cannot be happening to me!

I cannot accept it,

I Will NOT Accept it!

My head thumped miserably but I didn't care, it swam with thoughts, so many it really felt like was drowning.

I could barely blink let alone breath. My heart was pumping so fast I swear it was going to explode. Every breath I managed to take I choked on air

I felt my feet lift off the ground as I fell backwards and hit the cold hard surface.

Black dots scattered in my vision.

Covering everything, Nothing was left for me, everything was gone.

The only thing left for me was an eternity of darkness.

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I walked down the aisle with my suitcases, the boys following closely behind.

I reached the end and jumped over the stairs landing on the hard concrete surface.

The city lights shone from the distance in the dark of night.

I heard feet walking closer to me and standing by my side.

"Ready?" I heard Niall's voice ask.

There were a few murmers of 'yes' and 'nos' from the group.

We trailed forwards, suitcases lugging behind us, out of the airport gates and towards the awaiting limo.

I threw my heavy white suitcases into the boot of the limosine before climbing inside

I leant back against the brown leathery seats and rested my head on Louis's shoulder.

Sparks ran down my body.

Huh? That was strange, hmm probally just nothing.

My ears were still ringing from the aeroplane flight.

My head was sore from jetlag. I lag out an exasperated sigh, closed my eyes and tried to get to sleep.

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I woke up huddled next to a sleeping louis in the car.

Awwh he looks so sweet when hes sleeping!

I looked out the window to see that the car had stopped moving.

I clambered outside trying not to wake louis.

I pulled out my phone and checked my messages.

There was one from the guys that said our room was number 203.

I walked up the steps to the tall and glamorous hotel, and opened the door.

I walked up to the lady behind the desk.

"Room 203 please."

Sh noddeed and handed me a pair of new shiny bronze keys with two pink fuzzy dice on the chain.

I crept over to the elevator and hit floor 2.

I felt myself being thrown around for a little bit until the elevator dinged and the doors opened.

I hurried out and quickly found room 203, unlocked the door and ran in.

"Hey Haz!" I heard Nialls accent coming from the kitchen.

"Hey Nialler, What's up?" I replied.

"Nothin'" he said pulling his head out of the fridge while he chhucked me a bottle of 'V'.

I heard the crack when his lid opened.

I opened mine and took a gulp.

"Thanks mate." I said pointing my botle towards Niall.

"Don't mention it... Hey, where's Lou?" He asked.

"Oh, he's still asleep."

He nodded and continued gazing at the tele.

I assumed the other boys were asleep.

I looked at the tele and scoffed Adventure Time, I asked him "What room's mine?"

"Straight down the hall, Left, right, Then first door on the Left."

I nodded a quick thanks and walked down the hallway and found my bedroom.

The was a king sized bed underneath the window, A closet, A giant mirror, Drawers, Ensuit, and a desk.

I saw my bags sitting in the middle of the room, I walked over to them and pulled out clothes and wandered around the room putting them away.

I grabbed the bathroom bag and walked into the einsuit.

I hopped into the shower and let the water massage my sore muscles. Wow, that flight had really worn me out.

I massages my skin with my favourite mango bodywash and washed my hair with tresemee conditioner and shampoo.

I hopped out of the shower, dried my hair an threw on a pair of boxers.

I then slipped into bed and and sunk into the soft matress and closed my eyes waiting for sleep to overcome me.