After the grocery shopping with Danielle; Louis headed to his home finally. he was thinking about Harry when he opened his house's door. and he saw the letter on the ground. it says "harry styles" on it so he opened it so fastly and read it:
"Does it make you feel the same when she touchs you? No.
Does it make you feel the same when she holds you? No.
Does it make you feel the same when she hugs you? No.
Does it make you feel the same when she kisses you? No.
Does it make you feel the same when she says i love you? No.
Does it make you feel the same when she whispers you? No.
No. She doesnt touch you like i did. She doesnt hold you like i did. She doesnt hug you like i did. She doesnt kiss you like i did. She doesnt say i love you like i did. She doesnt whisper you like i did.
You can tell yourself whatever you want. You can tell yourself you love her. You are happy with her. But i will never accept that till i see that shine in your eyes when you look at her, i sss that smile on your face when you look at her, the passion when you kiss her, the trust when you hold her. I will never believe you that you love her. See you in another happy place.
yours sincerely harry styles."
He got in his car and drove to harry's place. He knocked the door. No one opened so he broked the door and he was there. On the ground. With some pills on his hand. Looks like a dead body.
Louis was late. He lost his home. His love.
