*~flashback~*
*Harrys POV*
"You know what?!" Louis shouts at me. I sat on the couch keeping quiet. "I'm done with you!" He yells. "All you ever do is sit on your ass and I'm sick of it! You don't ever put forth any effort towards anything! I'm done being the only one trying! Im done getting the silent treatment when something doesn't go YOUR way! Im sick and tired of you! You're a lazy arse and I'm tired of it!" My heart shatters. I didn't say anything, but let silent tears stream down my face. "Don't expect me to come back either!" He says, grabbing his jacket and car keys, and slamming the door behind him. I heard his engine roar to life and heard him speed off. How could this be? I let my life....my everything go, just like that. That easy. That simple. Not even a word was spoken to try and get him back...
*~end of flashback~*
The day he left, was the day my world crumbled to dust. The day he left was the day my heart went away. Why? Because he was my heart. The day he left....was the day the depression kicked in. I haven't ate, slept, done anything for the past week. I needed him.
I sent him millions of texts, called his phone millions of times. I even called his mum to see if she had seen him...nothing. I was worried sick. The thought of him hurt...or worse dead made me sick. I was ripped from my thoughts when someone knocks at the door.
"Coming." I groan and go to the door. I open it...it was Niall
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"Damn Harry, when was the last time you showered mate! It smells like something died!" He speaks.
"Eh." I shrug and sit on the couch. Niall shuts the door behind him, and joins me on the couch.
"Still upset huh?" He asks.
"No shit. It's only been a week. How would you feel if someone you loved with all your heart told you he was tired of you, then left and you haven't talked to him since he left, and you haven't eaten, slept, showered, anything because everything little bitty thing you did reminded you of him!" I ramble on.
"Oh." I all he says. Figures. I'm always there to help everyone when their down, but when I need someone nobodies there.
"What do you want Niall?" I say, in a bit of a harsh tone.
"The boys...Liam, and Zayn made me come check on you to make sure you were okay." He smiles over at me.
"Well, I'm fine. So you can be on your way now." I stand up, and go and open the door for him.
Niall sighs, and stands up.
"Call if you need anything." Niall mumbles and walks out the door. I shut it behind him and slide down it, the tears start pouring out of my eyes. I grab my phone and text Louis.
To Lou: please, don't take this out on me, 'cause you're the only thing that's keeping me alive. -H xx
I pressed send and throw my phone against the wall. It was pointless for me to even try to text him anymore. I would do anything to hear his voice again. To feel him hold me in his arms again. To feel his kiss again...anything.
I went to my room and grabbed my journal. I wrote when I was upset, or depressed, or any mood really . It was a way to release my thoughts to someone, or something without being judged. I grabbed a pen, licking the tip. I opened to a clean page and let my hand write and write until I couldn't write anymore.
Dear Journal;
It's been almost 2 weeks without Louis. No speaking, no texting, nothing. I haven't seen him at all. Nor has the boys. It's killing me. I didn't want to think the worst had happened to him, but when he gets upset he tends to do stupid things. Drink, smoke....anything he could get his hands on. I'm worried sick. My mind and heart are a mess. It's ruining me. I don't know anymore....I need someone...him...
-Harry x
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Quote: Some say that love is the most powerful emotion a person can feel. It overtakes every fiber in your being, weaving it's way through your soul and killing you from the inside out. It deteriorates your common sense, causing you to do stupid things all in the name of love. ~99 Days Without You.
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The Day He Left (Larry)
FanfictionLouis was Harry's anchor. What will happen when Louis leaves? Will Harry sink? Or swim? Or simply disappear?