Hello,
Louis is gone.
He officially moved to America.
We kissed for the last time.
Maybe not, maybe it's not the last time.
But I don't have any money to visit him.
We both cried.
It was such a messed up moment.
I wish he never left.
I'm all alone now.
The red lines on my arm only become more and more.
I can't stop anymore.
It just hides my feelings.
I hate feelings.
H.

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Hello [L.S]
FanfictionHello, I'm Harry, I'm 16 years old. And I met a boy, named Louis. Larry Stylinson. Warning: Self-harm.