Falling Pieces {A Larry Stylinson Fan Fiction}

On the First Page

~*~Harry~*~

"Hey Niall just call into mine so I can grab a few things?"

"Sure bud." He says rolling the car into my driveway. I tell him I won't be a minute and run up the stairs to my bedroom.

Opening the door I get a breath of cool air, louis aftershave laced in it. I sigh grabbing an overnight bag throwing a new T-shirt and my toothbrush into it. I do a quick look over the room before rushing to the locked bedside table grabbing my journal.

"Ya right?" Niall asks when I jump back in rubbing my hands against my legs to warm them back up.

"Good."

~•~

I bloody new this would happen. I sigh lying in the middle of Niall's spare bed I lie awake...wide awake. For the past two weeks I've been like this, ill go to bed and Depending on his schedule Lou will cuddle into the back of me holding me tight and then maybe...maybe ill sleep. But then if I wake up during the night I'm fucked. But when he's not here I loose ALL hope. It's like my brain turns around and says "oh louis not here, you think your going to get sleep...you wish moths fucka." I hate it.

Rolling over pulling half the duvet with me I reach into my bag dragging out my journal. Turning to the first page I see the date

23rd July 2011

Today was/is a big day later on we have the results for judges houses...and putting it nicely I'm shitting myself.

Anyway apart from that today I had to take a piss, like I was busting. Anyway I was walking out of the bathroom drying my hands on my pants and some prick opens the door at full speed and almost knocks my lights out. So I looked up and was about to tell him to watch where he's going and I fell. Bloody hell I fell and I fell hard. So instead of telling him he's a dipshit for opening the door so fast what do I say? I say "oops" fucking "oops" and he just chuckled and replied with "hi"

So later I found out his name is Louis. And he's beautiful. The way he looks at me with his blue eyes is so infatuating.

I'm so scared, if I'm honest. I'm okay with being gay because I've always kinda known. But it's like my first time seeing him my heart stopped and I don't know how to react about this. I guess I'll find out but today...this is where my future with louis begins.

-Harry

I laugh at myself...so young so naive...so stupid. I actually though its be this easy? To see a boy fall in love and that's it? No of fucking course not. Nothing's ever that simple and for those who do have it that easy I envy you. Do you know how it feels? How it feels to not be able to love the only one you can?

"I'm finished" I scream into my hands throwing back the covers and throwing the journal against the wall.

Opening my bedroom door I make a sprint across the hallway to the bathroom. Slamming it behind me.

~*~Niall~*~

BANG

"Jesus fucking Christ what the fuck?" I mumble rolling over running a hand through my hair. I listen quietly and then I hear it the sound of the bathroom door slamming.

"Fuck fuck fuck." I curse falling out of bed running down the hall to the bathroom. Turning the nob. Locked.

"Harry!"

"Harry! Fuck open the door!" Not again.

Why me? Why did he have to pull this shit when he's with me?

Pulling out my phone I call Paul

"Niall?"

"Paul!"

"What is it Niall it's like 2am"

"Paul you need to get down here, it's Harry..."

"What about him Niall?" He asks suddenly worry runs in his voice.

"He's locked in the bathroom again, I-I don't know what he's taken with him."

"Right call out to him!"

"Okay...Harry! Harry please answer me!" Nothing

"Shit, Niall give me ten minutes, and don't freak but I need you to call an ambulance okay?"

"W-why?" I cry

"Precaution niall we don't know what he's got in there he could...it could be worse than last time."

"Okay please be quick I don't need this on my back!" I yell into the phone pounding on the door before kicking it over and over until I hear the lock click.

Pushing the door ajar I see his feet followed by his body which is soaked.

"Jesus christ."