THEY DON'T KNOW ABOUT US

CHAPTER SIX

WELL I FEEL ASHAMED OF MYSELF TO BE HONEST, LIKE I HAVE WRITTEN BETTER BUT I FELT LIKE I HAD TO WRITE THIS, SO HOPE YOU ENJOY IT GUYS.   TODAY'S BEEN A DAY FULL OF DRAMA THOUGH SO WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT IT? IM LITERALLY DYING!!  AND WELL THIS GUY NOW IS MY EX AGAIN SO NOW I HAVE TIME AND I'M DEPRESSED, NOT BECAUSE THE BREAKUP IT'S BECAUSE I WENT TO ONE DIRECTION CONCERT AND I GOT THE POS CONCERT DEPRESSION SO YEAH.. ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU LIKE IT AND SORRY FOR THE LONG INTRO LOL.

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(OH YEAH JUST TO REMIND YOU A LITTLE GUYS, IT'S HARRY'S POV STILL AND MANAGEMENT JUST FIGURED OUT ABOUT LARRY MAKING OUT SO THEY ARE IN TROUBLE!)

"Yes, it's me" he answered and held my hand letting it go slowly. They talked for what seems a whole life and then he hung up and rested his head on my shoulder.

"What happened Louis?" I asked appeased. "Do you remember Eleanor? Because I honestly made myself forget about her" he said and stop to know what I had answered. I nodded.

"Well they want me to pretend to trip with her, it doesn't matter where they just want me to 'think better what I am doing and make up my mind before one of us get hurt'. I don't hate her Harry and I don't want to hate her, you know she's a good friend but that's not the matter. I'm concerned about what they told me." He was really worried, actually I could feel it in his voice and how he was playing with my fingers not looking at me.

"Louis its okay" I finally said after thinking in something, honestly I didn't know how to feel. "Have you thought about something? Have they told Eleanor already?"

He Took my arm and wrapped it around his neck. "I don't even know where the fuck they are shipping us, they just told me to take my stuff and drive to Eleanor's flat tonight so that everyone think we left early in the morning"

I don't really want him to leave me here alone but this is for the best I guess.

"I have to... Get ready" he said and walked towards the front door and I followed him. He made his way to his room and I went to mine, closed the door and I started to write as every time I don't know how to express my feelings and I could hear music coming from Louis' room.

Time flew and I kept shocked trying to figure out how to help him but everything was a bad idea to be honest.

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LOUIS' POV

I just packed some clothe and personal stuff. I decided to bring with me my photo with Harry, our matching blankets and every single thing that reminds me about him. I've never been away from him and I'll definitely miss him like hell. This sucks. Fuck management!

I left my luggage ready and came to Harry's room. The door was closed so I took the handle and opened it. I saw a gorgeous Harry sleeping, got closer and I could see what seems like a diary or something. I took it and because I'm such a curious ass I opened it and there were a lot of songs lyrics, great songs should I say. I laughed a little when I saw it said "Here's another song modest won't let me sing for you". I read the title and I had the feeling to do something so I grabbed a pen and after writing something I left both the pen and the notebook on the nightstand.  I cuddle with him and he felt me so he woke up.

"Louis?" he asked wrapping my arms around his waist.

"Yeah Harry it's me, I just wanted to spend this last night with you until I'm back from you know..." I had the feeling to play with his curls.

"I'm scared..." he said in a deep voice "I'm sacred you think everything as they suggested ..." I could see the pain in his eyes, he was broken "Don't leave me Louis.. I'm begging you.."