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Don't Let Me Go part 2

"You'll never be alone. I love you. your my best friend. Your my one and only. I love you." His vowels were so sweet. Louis and Harry were finally able to be together. Finally. Harry kissed Louis after saying his vowels, "I love you to. Your blue eyes, that smile I'm going to be waking up to every morning." he was cut off by Niall's wolf whistle. Followed by laughter, Harry grinned and began again, "That smile. And that morning hair, and then that morning you. Then afternoon you. The night you." Wriggling his eyebrows at the word night, Zayn purred, laughter once again filled the church. "I love you Louis." Harry finally finished, the pastor smiled, "I now pronounce you husband and husband." Harry kissed Louis tenderly, before lifting him bridal style, carrying him to the meal area. They danced and had fun, Liam came up with Niall passed out on his back, "Me and this one are heading home, congrats guys." he gushed, Giving them both a hug. Zayn and Perrie came up to, "Love you both. See you later, yeah?" Being a man, he socked Harry's shoulder and patted Louis's back. "Looks like it's just me and you." Louis said, laying his head on Harry's shoulder. Harry slow danced with him, "I will never let you go." Harry vowed.

Louis had tears streaming down his face as he watched his wedding video. Harry was at work, like always leaving his husband at home to fend for himself. Their marriage had been so happy so fun, so magical, but slowly been drifting apart, Louis hated it. The front door opened to a annoyed looking Harry, Louis didn't take any notice of his look and hopped in his arms, "I've missed you so much!" He screeched, Harry grunted, carrying Louis to the couch, placing him on it he sat beside him. Louis looked a little hurt that Harry didn't want to cuddle but laid his head in Harry's lap Harry stroked his hair. "How was your day honey?" Louis asked. Harry sighed "awful. Just awful. People can be so cruel to gay people. And I'm not even full gay, I'm Bi!" Louis was in pure pain. Harry's words hurt him deeper then Harry had intended they would. Harry apologized, but Louis didn't accept it. "You want to date a girl don't you?" Louis asked, his voice barley above a whisper. Harry shook his head "No. Your my baby. Your my one and only." Harry tried, throwing a arm over Louis but Louis tore from the couch, tears pouring from his icy eyes. "If you want out then say it! Don't hurt me Harry! Just say it!" Louis screamed, Harry sighed pulling the fighting Louis into a hug, his head to Harry's chest, where he sobbed loudly. "Don't let me go." Louis whispered. Harry didn't reply, which only made Louis cry harder. He was losing his husband. Losing.

Harry woke up to being tangled with Louis. Louis was curled into him, his shirt fisted by Louis. Smiling at the boy, he kissed his forehead. He loved him, but something was happening to this girl at work, Amy, she was so beautiful, and Harry wanted her. Louis moved slightly but didn't wake up. Harry sighed, it would kill Louis if they broke up. Kill him, but this marriage was killing him. Shifting around a little, he managed to untwine himself from Louis, getting his laptop he goggled the best way to break up with someone. On this one website there was something that caught his eye

'write a not telling him/her you can't do this anymore. But that you always loved them. But know that this is permeant.'

Harry read it over and over again before getting a pen and paper out.

Louis,

I will always love you. But I can't do this anymore. I don't want to keep hurting you. There are better guys out there for you. Way better then me. I don't deserve you. I did love you, but we fell out of love. It just happened. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Don't do anything stupid, promise me. I love you.

Happy with the note he placed it on the bed beside Louis and left. Walking out of the house and into his car, driving to his work, but when he parked he hit the parking bump. A picture of Louis and him fell from the mirror up top. Harry glanced at it, suddenly overwhelmed. What had he done? what did he do?! No. He did the right thing, he liked Amy, and now people couldn't bully him. Harry grabbed the picture shoving it in his glove department. Getting out, running to his work place he smiled at Amy, crashing their lips together. Finally pulling apart he grinned at her, "I'm a free man." Amy smiled. "About time." They kissed again, and Harry forgot about the sleeping Louis.

Louis woke to see Harry had already left for work. Getting up he got in the shower and got dressed, eating breakfast and cleaning up everywhere but their bedroom. That was Harry's job, he wanted it a certain way. Plopping on the couch he watched the Telly waiting for Harry to come home.

It was about a hour past Harry to come home and Louis just thought he was running late. Another two hours passed and Louis started to get worried. He tried calling Harry but he left his phone on the nightstand. Around one in the morning Louis went to bed, hoping Harry would come home soon. Crying himself to sleep that night, Louis awoke the next morning to see that Harry hadn't come home. Leaving the messy bed, he walked to the living room calling the police. His Hazza was missing! reporting him missing, he sat on the couch.

Harry and Amy were at a bar when cops barged in grabbing him, "What's happening?!" Harry screamed, Amy followed. The cop reassured Harry everything was going to be okay, as he put him in the cop car driving him to Louis's flat. Harry was so confused, but was pulled out of his thoughts when the cop pulled him to the front door. It flung open and Louis tackled Harry. The cop nodded and left. Louis was kissing Harry and cuddling with him, when Harry pushed him off. "What are you doing?!" he seethed. Louis was taken back by his anger, "You never came home. I got worried." Louis replied innocently. Harry scoffed going to their room seeing the note thrown on the floor. Going back in the living room where he shoved it at Louis. "I did go home. With my girlfriend." Harry shot, Louis had tears drenching his face.Louis didn't care that he was a blabbering mess, Harry was letting him go. Harry slammed the door walking out to the driveway screaming in frustration, Amy had her car parked in the driveway, "ready to go?" she asked. Harry looked back at the house, Louis was probably broken. But Harry had to let go. "Yes." Yes he was ready to go. Ready to let go. At least for now he was.

~Alright guys this is going to be a short story, but it still has chapters. Anyway hope you like it. I'm not really shipping the Larry thing but I do think it's quite adorable. Anyway I know it's not really scary but get over it.