You & I [Larry Stylinson]

eight

Harry didn't call Louis.. or Louis him. He always thought about the kiss. The curly boy smiled when it came up to his head but then he's sad again because he thought about the time after the kiss. It was horrible.

Harry woke up at 4am on Monday morning because of his thoughts. He put his headphones in his ears and listened to music. He fell asleep again around 6am but the curly boy woke up 30 minutes later because of his alarm. Harry was scared to go to school and see Louis but he got no choice. So he put on his clothes, brushed his teeth and left the house.

"Hi Harry, how was your weekend?", Niall asked the younger boy in the hallway. "It was okay", he said and looked at his feet. He wished he could tell Niall the truth. That Louis kissed him and that Harry ruined a wonderful moment again. But he couldn't. Not because he didn't want his friend to know about him and Louis. Niall is Harry's friend and the curly boy doesn't want to annoy him by things like that. The school bell interrupted Harry's thoughts.

Math class was horrible. The teacher screamed at the younger boy because he wasn't paying attention. Harry ran out of class. He ran out of school. He ran home. He locked himself in his room and he sank on the floor. Tears streamed down his face. The curly boy tried to stop crying but he couldn't. "WHY DO I LIVE? I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!!", he screamed. "I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH!! I WANT TO DIE!!" Harry's throat hurt. "No you don't", someone said. The younger boy looked at the door. It was Louis. "I DESERVE TO DIE!", Harry shouted at the older boy. "HARRY PLEASE STOP SAYING THIS! IT HURTS!", Louis screamed back. The younger boy covered his face in his hands and cried even more. He felt that Louis put his arm around him. "Harry, please look at me", he sounded sad. The younger boy saw the blue eyes. The beautiful blue eyes but they were filled with tears. "Harry, I can't tell you why I'm always so mean to you, not yet. But please stop thinking about you the way you do. I like you and I can't believe that I said it but it's the truth", a tear ran down his cheek. "You like me?", the curly boy whispered. "Yep" Harry tried to hold back tears again cause he almost stopped crying but these words made him sad again. "Hey Angel, please stop crying. I'm right here, I won't let you go", Louis said and put his lips on Harry's. The younger boy's heart beat faster and faster. Louis pulled back. "Harry I'm sorry for the times I've hurt you. I didn't mean it", he said and looked at the floor. "It's okay" "No it's not. I don't reserve my right to treat you like crap", the older boy bit his lip. There was a moment of silence.

"Why did you even come to my house?", Harry asked after 20 minutes of sitting on the floor, next to the boy he loved without talking to him. "I wanted to bring you your school bag cause Niall wanted me to", Louis responded. "And I'm glad that I did it", he added.
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Chapter eight
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