louis stares at a clock.
an analog clock. he watches as the little ticky hand counts each second evenly.
how many until his heartbreak is over?
he picks up the nearest thing to him- a shoe from his bedside. he throws it at the clock, becoming anxious and impatient. he hates waiting.
he takes his journal and sets it on the bed. he opens to a new blank page. after the one where he wrote a very angry letter to aiko.
he draws a very tiny heart in the middle of the page. it has many breaks and lines through it. he draws a circle around it to symbolize the never ending cycle of heartbreak.
numb feelings course through his veins and surge through through his nerves. he feels nothing and it's too heavy.
there's nothing to help lift it off of him. he hasn't contacted anyone in a month. there's no one and no amount of talking that can lift this burden from his shoulders.
he just needed a moment to breathe.
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BREATHE [LWT]
Fanfictionthat journal was everything. all he needed was a moment to breathe. (trigger warning: please take caution in reading this.)