Heartbreaker (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 18

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I tell you, there must be something weird in fortune cookies, because I always get hyper when I eat them. They taste really good, though.

Why can't every person be like Niall? Niall loves everyone. If everyone loved everyone, there would be no war anymore!

Anyways, here we go.

Last chapter we had sad Louis, this chapter is sad Harry :(

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Harry sat on his bed and combed a hand through his curly fringe. He didn't cry right now - most tears had already been spilled. His eyes were red with deep bags underneath. He missed Louis so much. He didn't care how much Louis has hurt him. He wanted him back.

But that was the one thing that he would never have again. Louis was gone, and he would never come back again. He was a Heartbreaker. He didn't fall in love.

Harry felt worthless. He wasn't good enough for Louis to be a reason to stay. He had been so certain that Louis loved him back! All those emotions in his shining blue eyes couldn't be just ... fake. Lies. No, they just couldn't. But Harry tried to talk himself into believing that it had just been pretending like it had been all the other times before. But in the back of his mind there was still that tiny voice that asked, what if it wasn't? What if it's all true?

Harry didn't go out anymore. He didn't see the use. He wasn't friends with Anna anymore. She always just tried to make him go out. He didn't see Niall so often anymore. He knew that Niall had at least a crush on him and it made him uncomfortable and sad. He yearned only for Louis to come and comfort him. And for someone ... a shadow that always appeared in his mind. A person that he used to know buy couldn't remember, no matter how much he tried to.

After Louis had left, Harry had begun to concentrate on school much more. He studied hard, and wasn't seen often anymore. When he wasn't studying,  he either cried over the pain of his broken heart, or he was singing in a dance club for teenagers. They had offered him a job, and Harry had taken it eagerly.

He didn't know why he did this all. Maybe he wanted to show Louis that he was worth it. Maybe he just understood that he couldn't keep living like this. He was eighteen, almost nineteen, and he would graduate soon, and when he kept partying and hooking up and giving no shit about his future he would end up being 40 and still living at his mum's.

Anne was always helping Harry when her son needed her. She would always soothe him when he was lying in bed and crying over Louis. Harry knew Anne didn't hate Louis for what he did because Harry still loved him.

Louis had made Harry feel. Had made him feel what it meant to be in love. And what it means when your heart was ripped out of your body.

"Of course it had to be me," Harry said to himself as he said on the window sill, looking out into the sky that was colored in a deep orange as the sun was setting. "Of course it would be me that fell for an unreachable person. Why not?"

He was snapped out of his miserable thoughts by his mum who shouted, "Harry! You need to go if you don't wanna be late!"

"Coming, Mum!" Harry shouted back.

He sighed and looked one last time at the setting sun, remembering when Louis had disappeared between the clouds.

"Bye, Lou. I love you. I hope that we'll meet again one day."

What he didn't know was that Louis watched every single step he did, and was full of pain but also pride that Harry did so much for his life now, and full of love. If only he knew ...

Harry entered the club and walked up to where the other "band members" stood ... if you can call then that. Harry walked up to the microphone.

"Hey. The first song tonight is for a special person that I met, but lost again. I hope they're good, so ... let's begin."

And he began to sing Without You with so much emotion, singing right out of his heart, hoping that Louis would hear him.

Later that night he also sang Never Should Have Let You Go and Talking To The Moon, along with seven songs that he had written himself, Nobody Compares, Gotta Be You, Still The One, Right Now, Over Again, Half A Heart and his favorite, Don't Let Me Go.

He walked home quickly, though, and when he entered his room, he felt how the tears came back and broken sobs escaped his lips. No matter what he did, he would never be able to forget Louis and which feelings he caused.

Harry curled up in his bed and cuddled Louis' hoodie close, relieved that the Heartbreaker's scent was still remaining on the soft blue fabric. He pressed his face into it and remembered the time with Louis. When Louis had been snappy and sassy and cold, and when they got from friendzone to boyfriends.

"Kitty ..." Harry whimpered as he remembered his nickname for Louis. "I miss you so much. I want you back ... please, you're all I have. I miss you so badly."

More and more tears wetted Harry's pillow as he buried his face in it, pressing the hoodie closer. He sniffled sadly. He knew that no-one would ever be able to make him smile again ... except for Louis. But Louis was a Heartbreaker, and he would never go back to Harry.

Harry sighed and pulled the hoodie on before he wrapped the comforter around himself and made his way onto his balcony. The night was cool but not too icy, and the navy blue sky was cloudless, speckled with thousands of stars and a full moon.

"Hey ... Kitty? I hope you can hear me. I know I don't mean anything to you and that I am just one of your victims, but I want you to know that that won't stop me from loving you. I won't ever find anyone like you. You're special, Louis, you're unique. Not only because you're not quite ... human? But also because you were the first one to make me feel that way. Hell, you made me feel, Louis. Something that no-one ever did before. You're so perfect, Lou, I loved being with you. Even if it never meant anything to you, I still do love you. You were the first one that was able to deal with my temper ... I know it's not easy. And ... I miss you. I miss you so badly. And I won't ever move on, no matter how many people tell me I should. No-one in the world could stop me. You're special, you're unique, you're perfect. No-one compares to you. I love you." Harry sighed and let the tears fall again.

Little did he know that Louis was watching him through his laptop with tears in his eyes as whimpers and sobs rippled through his throat.

"I miss you too, Harry, I miss you so much! You're perfect to me, and I need you. I love you." Louis whispered through his tears.

How was this able to work out?

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Still a bit 'til it'll work out.

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