It had been months since the two boys had spoken to one another, never seeing each other, other than interviews, photoshoots, or concerts, where the were distanced by props and the other boys that were placed between them. Louis had moved in with Eleanor and they started becoming fond of each other, much to Harry's distaste. But what could he do about it? He and Louis never spoke or even looked to one another anymore; their love now gone and basically illegal.
Harry dated Taylor Swift for a few weeks but got sick of her and dumped her, knowing a hateful song was coming his way. A song she got many awards for and made millions off of, so, basically, you're welcome.
Harry distanced himself from the band and started to hang out with his older friends, except for that little sparkle in his life-Lux. Once his love for Louis had been banned he gave his love to the little girl, who became spoiled and the most popular little girl in the world.
Louis, well, Louis tried to look happy. He wore a silly smile on his face that felt oh-so fake to him but people believed it. He smiled with Eleanor only because they were like brother and sister-best friends. Not boyfriend and girlfriend. He smiled with the band because he couldn't let them down. He acted silly to put on a show for the fans, but that wasn't how he felt on the inside.
On the inside, he was dying.
His wrists were cut, along with his thighs, and faded ones on his tummy. He was depressed and he stopped being the cutie from 2010 and now he was that alone boy that cried at night but hid it all. He hated himself.
For being fat.
For being ugly.
For not being perfect.
For being gay.
For not being good enough.
For not being good enough for Harry.
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truth or dare > l.s.
FanfictionEverything started with a spin of a stupid old and used beer bottle... ((carroty fic af)) (((written with 0 skill so the author recommends you skip to their one shot book instead)))
