Angels in Hell (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

Hurriedly, I rush to the back of the van away from Zayn and Niall to answer my phone.

"Hello, babe," I whisper lovingly.

"Hi, Lou. How are you?" he asks, concern present in his voice.

He must've talked to other Harry lately. I can tell by his voice.

"Life still sucks. Did Harry tell you what happened between him and Liam?"

"Yeah... Well, he texted me. He hasn't liked talking. What do you think about that?"

I sit back and begin thinking back at the interview when Harry and I hugged and talked. He didn't say anything other than, "I'm sorry."

"Uhm... I'm not sure what to think, really. It's like I'm upset... But I understand in a way. Everyone makes mistakes."

"He kept saying how sorry he was and that he was afraid that you wouldn't love him anymore."

I chuckle, shaking my head in disbelief.

"I could never stop loving him-"

"Do you still love me?"

I stop and stare out the window. Why would he ask such a foolish question? I mean, the answer is quite obvious.

"Of course I do, Hazzy. Why wouldn't I?"

"You've been away for a long period time now... I didn't know if your feelings would have changed or not."

"Never in a million years. It's just like a long distance relationship."

"Yeah, but you're in a different universe! It's not like I can hop on a plane and fly to you... This sucks."

I nod in agreement although he can't see me.

"But you know what, he went years without each other. We can survive a few months."

"I guess you're right."

Hopelessly, I stare down at my hands analyzing all that has been happening. First off, Harry and I aren't allowed to love one another. Secondly, Harry cheated on me with Liam. And third, I miss my little angel on the alternate universe. Yes, the alternate universe. A place much more simple, joyful, and peaceful than here. I don't have anything to hide there.

"I wish I was there. Haz. I miss you."

"I miss you more, my guardian angel."

Smiling wide, I pull my legs to my chest. I love to hear his voice. His deep, husky, voice. Like magic in my ears. It's captivating.

"My phone is dying," he says suddenly. "I'll talk to you soon... Or hopefully see you."

Disappointed, I hum in understanding.

"I love you, Boo Bear."

I love those words. My favorite.

"I love you, too. So much, Harry."

The phone call disconnects causing a dial tone to sound. Beyond depressed at this point, I take my phone from my ear and end the call. I wipe away the tear that escaped and gaze out the window at the busy city passing me by.

"Who was that?" Niall asks from the seat in front of me.

"Um... A friend of mine."

Not a complete lie.

"Oh... Okay," says Niall, still sort of skeptical.

We pull up to the hotel. Paul drove us. The gloomy expression still lingers on his face. He's told us before that he hates seeing us unhappy like this. All of us are unhappy. Harry and me for obvious reasons. Niall because of the whole situation with Liam. Karen, Liam's mum, survived cancer, but is still having bad after effects like "chemo brain." Chemo brain causes forgetfulness, memory loss, a short attention span, confusion, being unusually unorganized, feeling of mental fogginess, fatigue, and taking longer to complete a routine task. It also makes it difficult to learn new skills, find the right words, multitask, and concentrating.