One Direction One Shots

Don't Let Me Go - Larry

Erm. So yeah this is another Larry one shot. I've literally been working on this one for forever. I started it at the beginning of the school year, sometime early August, and everytime I'd get a chance, I'd write. Well, I have a couple of hours of free time before I go to my driving lesson, which makes me want to cry, so I thouhgt I'd sit here and finish the story.

I'm sorry it's Larry again, but that's what I'm in to. Once again, I'm not a hardcore Larry shipper, and I totally believe Elounor is real, super cute couple is all I'm saying on that topic. I just think that Harry and Louis woul dbe super cute together because they get on so well with each other. Alright, so for that rant on Larry.

Here's my new one shot. There may be a couple of mistakes with spelling and all that jazz, but I don't have enough time to proofread it. I will do that after my dricing lesson, gag.

So I'm just gonna sit here and jam out to MGMT an finish writing this one shot. WHOOOPPPP!!!

-Annie

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Harry could barely see the words on the computer screen anymore due to the tears pricking at his eyes.

'How's this, Larry is the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard.'

He replayed the words in his head over and over. He couldn't believe Louis had said that. Louis knew it was real. He knew Larry existed. Behind closed doors of course. But he had never called everyone's attention to it, just to shut it down completely and deny the whole thing.

Harry was upset. Silent tears streamed down his face as he slammed his laptop shut, not wanting to see the tweet anymore. He stood up from his bed and stomped to the wall to lean on it. A few seconds later, his fist collided with the plaster, immediately forming a hole and bringing up several cuts on his knuckles.

He wrapped his hand up quickly and put a chair in from of the hole before Louis came home.

The house was quiet and Louis could tell something was wrong when he opened the door.

"Harry?" he called out. There was no answer.

"Harry!" he tried again, louder this time. All he could hear was the clock ticking on the wall beside him.

The lack of response he was getting made Louis nervous. What if something bad had happened to Harry? But then again, he could be sleeping. They had had a long day.

Louis made his way to Harry's bedroom, heart beat quickening at every creak made by the floorboards he stepped on. He could hear a faint sobbing coming from behind Harry's bedroom door.

"Harry? Are you in there?" Louis managed to get out.

"Go away." a hoarse voice replyed. Louis was surprised. Harry had never spoken to him like that before. Louis knocked on the door urgently, hoping to get something out of Harry.

"Leave me alone, Louis. I don't want to talk to you." Harry mumbled.

"If you don't let me in, I'll let myself in." Louis started to jiggle the doorknob, but soon realised it was locked.

"God dammit, Harry! Why won't you let me in?" Louis' temper started to rise as he slammed his hand on the door. Suddenly the door swung open, a red-faced Harry standing inn the doorway.

"What the fuck do you want, Louis? Haven't you alreay caused enough trouble?" Harry seemed to growl. Louis was taken aback at Harry's tone.

"What do you mean? I haven't done anything wrong." Harry laughed.