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#imagines #LarryStylinson: Letters from camp

A/N CAN I JUST SAY THANKYOU FOR 30K AND 200 VOTES AHHH! But on a serious note, today I got inspiration from when my year at school met a holocaust survivor, he was Jewish, but there were other people in the holocaust, like black people and gays, this is obviously from two gay peoples point of views, so yeah, and sorry if this hits a soft spot for you guys :(

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Louis P.O.V:

Today me and my boyfriend Harry, are going to a museum for a date, you might think it's boring, but I think history is quite history. We had been walking around the museum for a bit, pointing to different things, sharing kisses and acting silly, when I heard a gasp from Harry, I turned around, sliding my hands around his waist kissing his cheek. "What have you found baby?" I ask, as I feel him shaking. "I-it's a letter, f-from my great granddad, from a concentration camp." He cried as I held him, people gave us weird glances, but I didn't care, my baby was upset and I was going to do anything to make him feel better. "Hey darlin', would you feel better if we read it?" I whispered and he nodded bring his head down to kiss me (HIGHT DIFFERENCE)

Dear whomever this may concern,

My name is Edward Styles, and I'm in a Nazi concentration camp, why? Because I'm gay.

They think it's acceptable to hurt us because we're different, but all of them trying to change me, ha, that would never work, because I'm in love. His name? William Tomlinson, he is the most beautiful man I have ever met, short? Yes, younger? No, he's 3 years older than me, but I love him all the same.

Well a guard is coming, so I guess I have to go,

Sincerely, Edward Styles

We silenced after this, until Haz broke it, "Our-our great granddad' s, they loved each other, they loved each other and they got punished for it, why Lou? Why?" He asked, breaking down, but I didn't know what to say, why were they punished for loving? Why? Because they are the same gender? Because that's dumb. "Excuse me sirs, were you looking at the letter from Edward Styles? Because we have on from William Tomlinson, if you would like to read it?" A girl who worked at the museum asked and Harry looked up, sniffing, before nodding and I nod back. "Yes please." I whisper.

Dear the person reading this,

My name is William Tomlinson, and I am in a Nazi death camp, why? Because I'm gay. Don't you think that's stupid? I met a lad in the concentration camp, his name is Edward Styles, he's with me now, peering over my shoulder, telling me he wrote a letter, similar to this one, at the concentration camp, he is the most beautiful, charming lad I've ever met, is he taller? Yes. Is he older? No, he's 3 years younger, but he is the only thing keeping me sain in this disgusting place. Anyway the reason I wrote this is because today is my death day, well, mine and Eddies death day, said he didn't want to be without me. So before I go, which will be in about half an hour, I want to say something, love is love, wether your white and they are black, or if you are gay at not, you shouldn't have to go through what we went through because love is equal.

They are coming for us now

I love you Eddie

Sincerely William Tomlinson

We arrived home and sat in each others arms in silence, giving kisses every once in a while. "What happened to our great granddads, won't happen to us, right?" He wimperd, eyes wide lips in a pout as I melt. "Baby, babe, look at me doll, what happened, happened, it was a dark time, but I promise nothing, will ever separate us, and if it does, we will find each other again, I promise." I say and seal it with a kiss. "I love you boo." He whispered. "I love you too baby, so much."