*Harrys POV*
It'd been 2 weeks since Louis died. It'd also been 2 weeks since I started questioning my life.
Why should I be alive if Louis can't? He deserves it more than I do. I had been a complete ass to him, in order to get rid of my feelings. But I guess in the end I just found out too late.
Niall had arranged- well told me- he was coming over today and then we were going out somewhere. Oh the joys.
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A knock at the door made me drift from my thoughts about Louis. How could I still be in love with him when he's dead.
"Come in, Niall"
"Thanks, man, you ready to hit the town?"
"Honestly mate, can't we just order takeaway or something, watch films?" I tried to make it appealing so I didn't have to face the outside world.
Niall huffed. "You get away with it this time, Curly"
He pushed me back onto the sofa and fished for a dvd.
"Fast and Furious?" He asked.
"Sure, whatever Niall, never seen it"
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Half way through the film I felt myself being taken over by sleep. I was propped up against Niall, who had his arm held loosely around my shoulders.
Before I knew it I was fast asleep, snuggled into Niall.
I wanted Louis, I needed Louis.
All that ever came to my mind was Louis even in my sleep.
It was honestly like I couldn't cope, I felt broken with out Louis.
He completed me, not that he knew it. I was half a heart without him.
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My Kind Of Love (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionHarry is forced to date Kendall. He hates it but starts to like her. Louis can't take their relationship or his feelings so decides everyone would be better off without him. What will Harry do?
