Harry POV
Zayn and Perrie are getting married! I'm happy for them, I really am. It's just, I can't focus on that right now. My mind is wandering. I'm smiling and clapping, but my heart isn't in it. Then again, my heart hasn't been in anything in the past year and a half. Everythig was going fine. Why did it have to end.
*flashback*
"You can't be serious." I screamed at Vanessa, our head of management. "I'm sorry, Harry, but Louis and you are going to have to stop going out or keep everything a secret. There's nothing I can do. Records don't sell for gay boybands." Ouch. Well there's no way Louis and I are ending things, we just started accepting that we were gay for each other. My phone buzzed and I took it out of my pocket seeing it was Louis calling. "Hey boo, what's up?" I answered, trying hard to hold back tears. "I could ask the same to you, Harold. What was that "surprise meeting" Vanessa called you in about?" He asked me. "It's nothing, boo. We can talk about it when I get home. I'm on my way now, I've gotta go. I love you." I said to him and hung up.
As soon as I pulled into the driveway of our shared flat, Louis came running out the door and hugged me. "Lou" I managed. "Cant. Breathe." I said and he let go. "Sorry Haz, I got excited to see you. I really wanna know what that meeting was about." I led him inside and we sat down on the couch. "Vanessa basically said we can't be together." I sputtered out. Lou's jaw dropped. "Don't worry, she didn't say we HAD to break up, she said we can't be seen in public like we were. She said records don't sell for gay boybands. I-" Louis cut me off with a kiss full of love and passion. "What was that for?" I managed to get out, catching my breath. "I-I don't think we should be together anymore, Harry. Its just that... I don't wanna ruin things for the band and for us and I don't wanna be closetted. I-I'm sorry Harry. I still want us to be friends, just like before we started dating. Maybe this just wasn't meant to be. Its fine. I will miss you, though." He said and tears started pouring out of his eyes. "Boo..." I squeaked out. "Maybe you should find another place to sleep tonight... Things are a bit upsetting lately." He said as if I wasn't hurting as bad as I was. I didn't say anything as I walked up to the room we shared to gather an overnight bag of my clothes. As I walked out of the door I looked back to see a sobbing Louis staring at me. "I will always love you, Louis. Forever. I'm sorry things didn't work out." I whispered as I walked out the door into the pouring rain that seemed to come out of nowhere but sure fit with the mood. I didn't think he heard me, though. I guess that's a good thing. I don't know what I'm going to do without my boobear.
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"Thanks for letting me stay here, Liam." I said, settling onto Liam's couch. "No problem, Harry. I'm sorry things worked out the way they did. I will always be here for you, though. No matter what, you can always talk to me. Pinky promise." He said, extending his pinky. I weakly linked mine into his. "Thanks, Li. Same goes for you." I muttered. He weakly smiled at me and I layed down into my pillow, already drifting to sleep, silently cursing Vanessa and all of Modest! Management. Today had been a LONG day.
*end of flashback*
A year and a half. That's how long it's been. 232 days to be completely exact. And each day got worse. To make things harder, he doesn't realize that every move he makes without me kills me more inside.
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