back in 1999 // larry stylinson

Chapter 3 -

Year 2o16, before the storm

'Tomorrow is the big day, babe. Are you ready?', Charlize asked me, as I was on my way to the kitchen. 'Yes, totally. Have you already packed?', I asked her.

'No. Cierra is doing that for me.'

'Why Cierra? I gave her the day off today?, I asked confused.

'Told her she needs to stay. Hunny, you know how I am. I'm not one of those woman, I don't pack my stuff.'

'That's so selfish! It's almost christmas! She needs to go home!'

I leaved the room and went to our dress room, where Cierra packed the suitcases. 'Cierra, I Told you, you can go home.'

She looked up and was very confused. I actually felt bad for her. 'No, it's okay. I like packing the things for Mrs.Styles.'

'Cierra. It's christmas in 2 days. Go to your family or whatever you wanted to do. C'mon.'

She smiled and nodded. I smiled back. Cierra was something between 26 oder 28. But I don't really knew something about her. All I knew was her name. I became a really bad person. But in the end we always become the person we swore we'd never be. If Louis would see me like that. I can remember our last fight. The last fight we had. 'Goodbye Mr.Styles.'

'Wait, Cierra. You can call me Harry.' She nodded.

'Can I ask you something?', I looked at her and she nodded, again.

'How are you going to spend Christmas?', I asked her.

She smiled. 'I'm going to be with my father, my mother and my 2 Kids.'

'What about your husband?', I asked curious.

'He won't be home this year. He's at the military.'

I looked down, felt bad for asking her. 'No need to feel bad, Mr.St- Harry.'

I nodded. 'God bless him.'

She thanked me for that. 'Merry Christmas, Harry.'

'Merry Christmas, Cierra. God bless your family.'

She was gone and I sat on the bed. My thoughts went to Louis. Back to the last fight we had. He said I became selfish. I dropped college to became an actor. But now I just felt empty. After the movie was finished I never spoke to Louis again and tears ran out of my eyes again.

Flashback

'Why haven't you called, Harry?'

'I wanted, really. I swear.'

'But you didn't.'

We sat outside on a bank and it was already 2 A.M but i really needed to see him. 'So you won't come back to college?', he asked me sadly.

'No I don't. The movie went really good. Got so many other offers to do another.'

He sadly nodded. I made him sad. I promised to myself I would never do this. I never felt so bad in my life. 'Louis I promise I'm going to call you. I promise.'

'BUT YOU WON'T!', he shouted and stood up. I also stood up and held his face in my hands. 'Louis, I fucking promise! I love you, okay? I will never stop loving you!'

'Don't make fucking promises, if you know you can't fulfill them. You won't call and you will forget about me. You were the only light in my darkness. We grew up together, Harry.'

'And I will never forget that.' I placed my lips on his and kissed him. I kissed him and I felt like an eternity. 'I love you Louis Tomlinson. I love you and I will call you.'

I may stopped calling him but I never stopped loving him.