Don't Let Me Go - Larry Stylinson (One Shot)

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It's very cold this evening. It's dark. The darkest night there's been in a while. The stars are hiding behind the clouds and it's raining. Harry's sitting in the little space next to the window looking outside. The water is slowly dripping down just like the tears on his face. He's tired but he can't sleep. Tired of everything. Being alone, feeling alone. It hurts. It hurts so much. There's nothing he can do.

Harry thinks back to the days before the fame showed it's dark side. The days where he could sit next to him. The days when everything was simple. Now every time Harry sees him he can hardly breathe. It's too damn hard.

He looks away from the sad view of the night and instead looks at the photograph on his nightstand. It's a picture of them. One of the first pics they've ever taken. In the picture you see two smiling faces with shining eyes full of happiness. Harry stands up and walks towards it. His footsteps are the only sound in the house. He stares down at it, no emotion on his face. He feels empty. His heart is empty.

Oh how he wishes he could go back to that moment. His face crumbles up in pain. Anger. The emptiness fills itself up with anger. It's all he can feel right now.  He picks the photograph up with shaking hands and without another thought smashes it against the wall. A loud bang is heard and the sound of glass shattering in a thousand pieces. Just like his heart. Then there's nothing but silence. The silence he grew to hate so much.

He was used to the loud laughter and screaming of two boys having fun and being themselves. Maybe they had too much fun. Maybe if they made any boundaries at all this wouldn't have happened. They shouldn't have taken it so far. Best friends don't act like they did. They don't sleep in the same bed every night and cuddle because they can't sleep without each other. That's not how it's supposed to be. This bed was never made for two.

Then again, if he could turn back time and do it differently, he wouldn't. His arms are always open for the one that means the most to him. He wishes he could be in his arms one last time. Even if it's just a simple hug like the first time they met. They boy with the crystal blue eyes was so sure Harry would become a star. Well, he was right. Never thought he wouldn't be happy about that. It burned a whole in his heart to think that all he ever wanted was to become a star, a famous singer. Now the only thing he wants is for the pain to go away. He doesn't want to miss the blue eyed boy so much anymore. He's so far away, even if they're in the same room, it feels like they're miles apart. Every time their eyes lock, Harry tries to send a message to him; that he can't go on like this.

However, then he realises that maybe the blue eyed boy doesn't even care anymore and he looks away, his eyes full of tears. He will always be there for him though, he still cares. He cares too much. He still looks out for him. He doesn't want to let go yet. He doesn't want him to let go.

Harry starts sobbing again and screams out in anger and pain, so much pain. It feels like his heart is exploding with pain. Harry knows he's letting go. He's letting go of hope, of unspoken love, of him.

Louis is letting Harry go.