They were 16 and 18 years old. Louis was in a bad state. He stopped school on his sixteenth and didn't feel like going back sometimes. His mom was sad. Everyone was but the most saddest was Louis. He just laid in his bed since then, going to the bathroom sometimes. Not for going to the toilet or showering but for other things. He was emotionally unstable. When he saw a sharp object he started crying. Harry almost came every day. He then held Louis' hand or softly felt his messy hair. "Louis, you have bags under your eyes" Harry spoke. "I know. They weight me down" Louis said with a sad voice. "Did you stay up late again last night ?" Harry looked him in the eyes while he didn't look back. "The world was a ghost town" Louis' sad smile could make the whole world sad. "Your body is losing it slowly" Harry then said. "Maybe i'm just a little bit run down" Louis stroke his hand over his skinny legs. "How do you feel?" Harry then asked. "Being tired just tires me now"
That night Harry wrote in his 'Diary'
'Everytime I say goodbye to Louis I think its the last time"
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'Diary'
FanfictionThat night he wrote in his 'Diary'. He wrote it black on white cause he never wanted to forget this feeling. A warm feeling of love in his stomach. The feeling of that. "I love Louis" /// one shot
