August 31st
Dear Louis,
See the problem is I honestly like Eleanor.
She's really nice and funny, Lou. It's so hard to hate her, even though I want to. Because she took you away from me.
I'd like to think that if she never came into the picture, if you never met her and fell in love with her, you'd be with me. But maybe I'm wrong.
Sometimes, I do hate her. I hate her so fucking much and it sort of scares me, the burning anger I feel. I lost you to her and I don't know what to do about it.
But then again, any strong emotion can scare you. Like the way I feel when I look at you. It scares me, Boo. It scares me that I would do anything for you. I'm your fucking slave, you know that? And I want to be. I want to get you anything you want, because then maybe you'd see how much I love you. How much I need you.
And then I think it doesn't matter. You're happy.
And that's enough for me.
But oh god, this love. I have to be silent about it. And when you get hurt, like you skin your knee, and I rush to your side, tears filling up my eyes because it hurts to see you whimpering like that, I think 'I'd do anything for him. Absolutely anything.'
So I watch you and Eleanor curl up together on the sofa, arms wrapped around each other, thinking to myself I could love him so much more but I''ll be quiet because isn't that what love is?
Love always,
Harry
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Dear Louis -_Larry Stylinson Mini Fic_-
FanficHarry just can't take being silent anymore. So he writes the letters. And he tells Louis everything. Everyday, a letter. And then he gives them to Louis. "I wanted to tell you all of my secrets... but then you became one."
