Caged. (Larry Stylinson) ON HOLD

II

Dear Diary, 24/2/14

You know, I may not like to think about our wonderful memories, but that's all I have left. I only have memories. The only way to see him again is to remember. Do I like it? Of course. But is it helping me? Of course not. One of my favorite habits we had is when we'd wake up and make breakfast together, and then we'd point out everything we loved about eachother until we realised we were absolute fools and then we'd laugh. We'd cuddle in bed or on the sofa and watch some Telly. Well not really, but stealing sly glances. We'd show one another how much we truly loved eachother. I fucking miss those days so much, I fucking miss him so much, I miss myself.

-H

Flashback;

"Good morning, Sunshine, I can see you had a goodnight a rest." Louis says while taking a sip from his tea.

"Yup, I did. What do you want for breakfast. I'm starving."

"Hmm, how about a delicious classic full English breakfast? I could help too."

I make my way to the refrigerator, setting all the I ingredients needed.

-

"Man, that was way harder than I'd thought, I might stick to being the one who eats, not cooks."

"Darling, it's all fine." I say, letting a faint chuckle slip.

"Oh darling, I love you so.." Lou starts humming, me instantly recognising the tune.

"If you asked me for my heart, there's no way that I'd say no."

"You're so fucking adorable. Gosh, I love your eyes, they're so green, like grass, kinda. And your perfect curls. And then your ever so soft and kissable plump lips. And then your carefree personality. What much more could I ever ask for? You're everything I've ever wanted, hell, even more than what I deserve."

"Bear, don't say that. Fuck, you're the one that's even more than what I deserve. You're the definition of perfection in my eyes. I love you, I love you, I fucking love you."

"We're such idiots. We're such bloody idiots, but you know what? You're my bloody idiot. You're my perfect bloody idiot. What would I do without you?"

"C'mon Bear, I want to go watch a rerun they're having of Titanic on the telly."

-

"Come lay with me, the beds too cold for my liking."

"Oh, sorry Queen Harry, would you like for me to grab you some fluffy blankets? I really wouldn't mind."

"You're such a smart arse. I said to come lay with me. I'm quite lonely." I say whilst pouting.

"Only for you."

"You're so adorable, did you know that?"

"You're even more adorable, did you know that?"

"Stop changing the subject and come lay with me."

"Yes, sir."

And also, sorry for the loooong wait. I've been super busy and to BT honest, I don't know how authors do it with so much course work yet they still have time to update!

I'm really, really, really sorry for the short chapter, I know I promised for a longer one, I will when I can!

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