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"it wouldn't kill you"

A/N I PROMISE LARRY WILL BE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER OKAY BUT RN THIS IS #LIAN (gross, ik) AND A LITTLE BIT OF NOUIS
p.s. pls don't hate me, this is NOT how I intended this book to go. at first i was going to make it happy and funny but then i was like "this needs drama??" so this. i don't know.

trigger warnings!!! i can't say what they are or else it'll ruin it, but take notice to this.

you don't destroy someone you love.

his mom always told him that. she had told him to never get into a bad relationship. people don't get second chances. he was obviously ignoring everything that she told him.

fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, fool me three times- i still love you.

he didn't know. there was something in his mind yelling at him to leave now. it was all red flags. ian wasn't abusive. well, maybe emotionally, and he only hit louis once. wasn't it fair though? louis tried hitting him even before that.

cheating messed with louis' head. why would you cheat on someone if you love them? the answer is simple. you don't. louis knew that ian didn't really love him, but he was hoping. he was just hoping they would be okay.

so while ian was outside probably talking to another boy or girl, louis took a shower. showers always relaxed him. he loved water in general though.

when he got out, he wrapped the towel around his waist and went back into his room, at the same time ian walked in. he walked behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist. it was a cute gesture, unlike what he said.

"you know, babe, it wouldn't kill you if you shed off a few pounds." ian poked his finger at louis' stomach, a little too hard, causing him to wince slightly.

louis looked down at his stomach, and yeah, he knew he needed to lose some weight.

"it's okay, baby. i still want you. it's not like anyone else does, right?" ian presses kisses to louis' neck, and louis only stands still in his place.

louis knew that ian was referring to harry, and he only nodded his head, frowning at the thought of him. he missed harry. he meant to go see him, he really did. ian didn't want him hanging out with harry at all. hell, louis could barely leave the house without ian asking where he was going.

"how about," he felt ian's hand unzipping his pants, wincing slightly, "we go upstairs and catch up with what we missed with each other."

"i'm not in the mood right now, sorry." louis pushed away his hand, only for it to return right back

"that's a lie, you're always in the mood, come on, baby." ian took louis' hand, taking the other boy upstairs against his resistance.

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louis managed to sneak out in the morning. ian was still sleeping, thankfully, and he got into his car and drove. he didn't know where he intended to go, but he found himself back at niall's. he didn't know if he could consider it his house anymore.

he had red eyes from staying up all night and crying as he knocked on niall's door, and as soon it opened, he was met with a tired looking niall.

as soon as he caught sight of louis' state, he took the boy into his arms, even if he was mad at him. louis cried into niall's shoulders, holding onto him tightly. he loved niall. he didn't deserve a friend like him, honestly. no one deserved a friend like niall.

"i'm sorry, ni. i'm sorry." he cried as they both went into the house, possibly a few tears on each of their cheeks.

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A/N so. sorry. i promise promise promise larry is next.

the next update is coming soon, excited?

you guys should go read some of my other stories (even though they suck, promo)

i love you all!!!

-liz