Nothing Can Ever Replace You (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 2

OMG guys I haven't updated in so long! I'm so sorry! I've had exams and then over the summer I was really busy, and then I went on holiday for two weeks! Buuuut on the four hour plane flight I wrote the majority of this chapter so it's all good. 

So much has happened in the fandom though, and then hearing Diana yesterday just inspired me to continue writing this, so, here I am!

Hope you enjoy!

Louis' P.O.V

'Well finally that was over' I thought as we pulled up outside Eleanor's flat. We'd just been on a very highly publicized date in central London; Starbucks and then to the cinema. I used to like Starbucks when Harry took me there, but he never does anymore because fucking management hardly ever let us go out together in public these days. It's barely fair - I mean, he is my boyfriend. 

"Well...bye Lou" Eleanor said, interrupting my trains of thoughts.

"Louis" I corrected, through gritted teeth. After I said it I immediately regretted it, it sounded too harsh but I'm just so fed up of everything right now. 

"Look, Louis, you may not like the fact that you and Harry have to stay in the closet, but that's not my fault. I know it isn't fair on you two, but its not like I enjoy it either. We're both forced to do this, but we just have to take it day by day. Maybe management will let you come out soon, I don't know but for now we just need to go along with this relationship" she paused, and then asked "Can we at least be friends?" I turned and to look at her and sighed. I leaned over and gave her a hug whilst saying

"Of course we can El. I'm so sorry for snapping and taking it out on you - it isn't your fault. I'm sorry, everything's just getting to me, and I just want to be happy, with Harry. 

"I understand" She said after drawing back. "Thanks for today Louis" she smiled.

"You're welcome" I replied before exiting the car and opening her door for her. I may not like it but the paps are no doubt watching and taking even more photos of us. I held her hand and led her up to the flats.

"I know I've already said this but thanks Louis-"

"Lou" I smiled

"Right okay then, Lou, thanks, I'll see you soon"

"Bye El" I said and then quickly pecked her lips before walking back to my car. I got in and sighed. Then I hastily wiped my lips and started the car up. I drove to the bottom of the street and parked around the corner. I just sat there, and cried.

I cried my eyes out and I'm not afraid to admit it. I just want to be happy with Harry. I know I have to hold out, for his sake, but I just feel like giving up. Questions floated through my mind. Why are people homophobic? Why can't people except gays? It's 20-fucking-13 already?! Why can't management let us come out to our fans? 

But the thing is, I know the answers to all these questions. I's because people are still stuck in their narrow-minded ways. They can't accept change, and they can't comprehend the concept of love. Just because its involves and is between two men, and not a women and a man, it doesn't mean that the love isn't present. Love is about wanting to see that person all the time, thinking about them every second of every day, willing to give up your life to save them, your heart longing for them every minute you're apart, loving them unconditionally no matter what they do to you. Love is NOT about aesthetics, or looks. I know that I love Harry with ever molecule in my body, and that is never going to change. I am irrevocably and unconditionally in love with Harry Edward Styles.

I pulled down the sun guard and flopped open the mirror. Wow, I looked rough. Must be the crying. I flatted down my hair, just how it was back when Harry fell in love with me on the X Factor. I fumbled around with the dash box looking for tissues and dried my face off. I can't let the boys, or paps, see me like this or they'll worry about me. I need to be strong, for Harry.