Dear Louis,
I love the sound of the rain hitting the window or the pavement like I love the sound of your voice late at night or the wind in my hair. I love the way snow looks after it's freshly fallen like I love the looks you give me. I love the smell of the air in the mornings the way I love the smell that lingers on my clothes. I love the feeling of warms sheets and cold pillows as much as I love laying beside you.
I just really love you. You've stolen my heart, Lou.
I love the crisp orange of the leaves in fall like I love the chestnut color of your hair. I love the feel of swimming in the lake in summer like I love getting lost in your eyes. I love the feeling of fabric underneath my fingers like I love laughing so hard with you tears come to my eyes.
I love you so, so much. You have me. True love is giving yourself to someone and trusting them not to break you.
I truly love you.
Right now you're sleeping. We're sitting on the sofa, and you got back late from your date with Eleanor. I tried not to think of you and her, because I was afraid I'd cry in front of you, and then you'd ask what was wrong, real slow, like you do when you're worried and I'd finally, finally break.
Love always,
Harry
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Dear Louis -_Larry Stylinson Mini Fic_-
Fiksi PenggemarHarry 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."
