HeartBreak (Larry Stylinson)

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This was once a one-shot but I think I'm going to make it into a story. I just like the idea of it and it's fun to write.

I redid this chapter/part :)

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I feel like I'm falling apart. There's nothing here for me anymore. Niall, Liam, Zayn, and Harry left a few hours ago. They went to a restaurant to celebrate the new album coming out soon. They of course asked if I wanted to go but I said I wasn't feeling to hot. So they let me stay.

I'm sitting in the bathroom with a bottle of pills and a razor by my side. How did I stoop this low? Why can't I just stop acting like a baby and face the world? Well I can't really answer this because I know I'm a coward that can't handle a little pain. So I'm just going to end it all. No one cares if I do anyway. They wouldn't have let if the cared about me.

I probably am not making much since right now but that's really not my fault. Well then again everything's my fault so I might as well add that onto the list.

I've been wondering about all the things that have hurt me and is causing me to do this. There's just so much to name. So I also have a pen and paper ready to make my little note of goodbyes.

I picked up the pen and grabbed the paper and started to write the last thing everyone will ever get from me.

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Dear everyone who is involved,

I'm writing this note to tell you all to not miss me, not that you would have anyway. Most of you all played a part in me not being here and doing his to myself. I'm going to list you nod what you have done or just say a farewell.

1. My family, I love you guys so much and I'm so sorry mum that you brought a son like me into the world. Tell Lottie, Fizz, Daisy, and Phoebe I love them and will miss them loads.

2. The fans, you guys supported me so much and I love you all as well just like family. Some of you were right though, I don't deserve to be here, where I am. I am a nobody and a fuck up. I probably am the most hated in the band. Thanks.

3. Management, you guys are really disappointing, making me sing less than all the boys. But you guys do it for a reason and that means I just suck at singing and I will never want to do it again. You guys are the ones with he big offices and money bags, so you must be doing something right.

4. Liam, Niall, and Zayn, you guys helped and loved me like a brother and I couldn't ask for anything more. You didn't get into my business, which is sometimes a good thing but it is also a bad thing like right now. Maybe you could have seen his coming then.

5. Last but not least Harry Styles, yes you. You play a big part in my death. I won't explain it because I never wanted you to know. You were always with your girl friend to notice how broken I really was. You were never there for me like you used to me so long ago.

I'm going to be leaving off on this note,

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I took the pill bottle and opened it slowly I popped one, two, four, ten pills into my mouth. I can't believe I'm doing this.

I grabbed the razor and cut my arms. Four on each wrist. To match all my other scars.

"Louis!?" I heard someone yell out from downstairs.

"Louis? Are you upstairs?" I heard another voice yell. Then I heard foot steps coming up the stairs.

"Louis are you okay, answer me?!" I heard the one voice that made me do this, made me fall in love with him.

The door slammed open and my eyes shut slowly.

"Holy shit, call an ambulance!! Now!!" I felt someone try and wake me up before I blacked out completely.