art × l.s.

nine

HOW'S IT GOING FAM? BEEN ALMOST 2 MONTHS BUT IM BACK HOES (:

"you think that stars could be angels?" louis spoke softly.

after talking for a while, harry suggested going outside for a bit. it had gotten dark, but the moon shined bright enough for them to be able to see. they were sitting on the back porch.

harry looked down at the boy resting his head on his shoulder. "what do you mean?"

"the stars. you think they could be angels? when i was little, my mum always told me she believed that some were angels watching over us." he explained.

harry looked up to the sky. "maybe. i guess it depends on what you believe in right?"

louis shrugged and moved closer to harry. "i guess." he yawned.

"sleepy?"

"yeah, but i kinda want to stay out here a bit longer." he looked up at harry.

he just nodded. "whatever you want, lou."

they remained sitting in silence for what seemed hours. harry almost fell asleep once or twice.

"his name was jaydon."

harry almost jumped, hearing louis suddenly talk. "what?"

"a few weeks ago, you asked me, 'who hurt you?' well, his name was jaydon. he hurt me." louis shifted away from him.

"what happened?" harry asked.

"i fell in love with him." louis smiled fondly at the memory. "when i was with him, i was the happiest i've ever been. he promised.. so much. he made me feel special. for the first time, i thought i was worth something. i thought i would be okay with him, i could trust him with my heart." his smile vanished, his eyes saddened. "but he was just like the rest. that's why i don't like promises. i actually believed him and look where that got me. he called me names, made me feel like shit, he built me up only to knock me to the floor again. and to think that i thought he could ever love me back."

harry felt his heart sink. how could anyone hurt louis? how could anyone be so cruel? it sickened him. he placed his arm around the boy and brought him closer again. louis hugged him tight, harry doing the same.

"it isn't fair what he did to you. you don't deserve that shit." harry told him quietly.

"it's my fault. i knew it wouldn't end well, yet i still clung onto him. i was too dependant on him."

"lou," he hesitated. "i'm not like him. you can trust me, y'know?"

"yeah, i think so."

"i'm serious louis. i'll be careful with your heart." he looked down to see the boy fast asleep beside him. harry smiled fondly before kissing his forehead. "i promise."

yo so i wrote this a loonngg time ago and just today i finished writing this last paragraph.

boii summer has been lit. best summer in these 15 years. and honestly im also excited to go back to school.

anywhore i might be writing something new bc these stories are too sappy and stereotypical sad. there's nothing wrong with stories like that, i LOVE stories like that. but for some reason i cant find myself writing it well anymore. i'll still have updates just not frequent. sorry loves )): love you guys