Love Isn't Flowers (Larry Stylinson/Niam Horayne)

Chapter 19~ Please Stop (Larry)

I think I'm going through Drama addiction. An addiction where you HAVE to write a lot of drama. Ugh. BTW my fanbase is called Lovelys. You guys are my Lovelys. 

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*Harry's POV*

It had been an utter mess.

Screaming.

Crying.

It stung... feeling like the relationship of your dreams is falling apart.

"I had it all! And I gave it all up for your ass!" He yelled, that was his regular tone these days.

It was Monday after school, it hurt watching Niall and Liam being so adorable together while Louis and I would barely talk to each other, other then when he was yelling at me.

"I'm sorry!" I yelled back, tears streaming down my face.

I couldn't tell Niall or Liam, they had finally had two days in a row without drama, I wasn't going to screw all that up.

"Your sorry doesn't get me back my reputation!"

I couldn't take it, I could barely talk.

I slid against the wall and let Louis yell rude things to me.

"You screwed everything up!" was the last thing I heard before I passed out from exhaustion.

I was expecting it to be honest. Louis and I stay up almost every night, arguing.

I woke up still against the wall.  

I guess I kind of expected to be in bed. I was hoping that Louis would pick me up and carry me to bed but no.

I then noticed he didn't wake me up for school either, considering it was one o' clock in the afternoon.

I decided to go back to bed.

I curled up in Louis' bed,  held his pillow and inhaled his scent.

I woke up again to the front door of Louis' flat being slammed shut.

I already know it was Louis so I tried to go back to sleep, hoping he wouldn't say anything to me.

But no, that never happened. I don't even understand why I tried.

"Harold!" He yelled.

I cringed and sat up.

"W- What?"

I looked at him, and seen his pupils dilate a large amount of times, it worried me.

He straddled my waist, which surprised me. Louis and I hadn't had sex ever since all of this shit started.

He began kissing my neck, but I wasn't in the mood. I was especially turned off by the way he had been treating me lately.

"Lou, get off of me."

He continued anyway.

"I'm not in the mood."

He began unbuckling my pants and I felt myself go cold.

I began crying quietly.

"Please stop."

But he continued anyway, he fucked me and I felt no love what-so-ever.

This wasn't my Louis anymore. And I had to find out why.

I rolled over -Louis beside me- and I had no other choice but to go to Niall and Liam.

I got up and silently got dressed.

It was eight o' clock at night but I didn't care.

I made my way to Liam and Niall's house, thinking about all the possibilities of what could be wrong.