Chapter 19

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(Louis' POV):

I know this is not going to end well, it's been months and I'm just not feeling it anymore. "Jake..I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry but I thought I had at least gotten over Harry..but seeing him today made me realize I'm still in love with him. I never dated you to get my mind off of him but I just can't be with you anymore. I'm sorry, I really do hope you understand. I also hope you find a great guy one day who will always love you." I look down after saying this, staring down into my cup of tea. American cafes and people will never have tea like England does. "It's fine Louis..I understand. I hope you two will be happy." He kisses my cheek softly before leaving the cafe..and me. But I didn't feel broke when he left, not like I had with Harry. This probably sounded horrible seeing as he is a good person and it sounds like I never cared but I really did. Just not like how I care about Harry, no one will ever be like Harry. I sip on my tea for a few minutes before getting up and leaving. Today was our final day in the states, well everyone else's final day. I have a big surprise for Harry and I hope he will give me a chance to show it to him and prove to him how much I love him. Music school has helped me a lot, more than anyone will ever know and Harry is going to learn this. I make a quick phone call to make sure everything is in place before going back to his college. There was a huge chance he will not go with me anywhere but I'm offering a deal this time. When I get to the school I ask for Harry's room, explaining I'm a good friend of his. A woman tells me where to go and I thank her, making my way to his dorm. I need him to trust me, just this once, I need him to. I knock on his door, biting my lip as I wait. When he opens up he immediately begins to shut me out. "Hold on Harry, hear me out before you end up leaving me for good." I say softly, holding the door with my hand. "Come with me to see something and that is all." He hesitates before putting his shoes on and shutting the door. As we walk out I can't help but imagine what it would be like to kiss him and hold him again. Be with him again...I miss it all. This place I was taking him is walking distance from the school, there is only one downside to it though. If he denies everything I have done today..it's over for me. I have wasted my time and everything, well not really, seeing as Harry is worth the time. I walk up to an apartment, turning to Harry when I get on the porch. "Close your eyes please." I say softly, looking down from his gaze. His eyes are closed when I look up, I bite my lip as I turn and unlock the door. When I touch his arm to lead him inside he flinches, of course he would do this. I sigh and lead him inside, shutting the door behind me as I cut the lights on. "You can look down, walk around too."

(Harry's POV):

I open my eyes slowly, feeling them go wide as I look around. My paintings, drawings, sculptures..everything was here. This apartment was filled with them all, as I walk around more comes to view. The bedroom has the best ones I have ever made, the one of Louis above the bed. The one of his eyes on another wall, surrounded by a few smaller ones. I walk over to a wall, seeing an unfamiliar painting. I think it is of me, there are two sides to my face. One dark one and another light one, good and bad. "Louis what is this?" I whisper, it wasn't as detailed as mine are but it was good honestly. "Mine..it's how you see yourself and how I see you..your perfect to me Harry..I love you." He speaks quietly before I hear footsteps walking down the hall, signaling him walking away. That was the first time in three years I had spoken and it was to Louis..did that mean something? I follow him down the hall, seeing him look at a painting. "Harry you were different. You had something about you that I wanted to know more about. Shaun made me a puzzle piece in a game to get to my best friend, I saw them together and it crushed me. But not as much as it crushed me when you left after graduation. Harry I do love you, I've loved you for over three years..that's a long time. Shaun and me became friends so I let him move in with me..we became a couple and dated for five months. Then I saw you again and broke up with him this morning, I couldn't deny my feelings for you. Even if you never want to see me again, I needed to tell you this. Harry everything is perfect about you to me, even if I have known you a short period of time. Your curls, your piercings and tattoos, your clothes..your music and voice. Everything is amazing..I love your little things Harry." He speaks softly, looking down. "I wrote a song for you at school..it was for an assignment." He starts singing softly to me as he walks toward me. "It's you they add up to and I'm in love with you...and all your little things." He bites his lip when he finishes, looking up to me. I couldn't help it, I had to do this..I needed to do this. I lean in and kiss him softly, holding his cheeks in my hands. It didn't take but a few seconds for him to kiss me back, this was it. This was my final decision with Louis, this was what I wanted. "Can we start over Louis?" I whisper softly, looking down in his eyes. "I mean start our relationship over, become a couple again.." A smile spreads across his face when I say this. "This is for us Harry, this apartment..I finished school a year ago and decided to take an extra year for more credits. My stuff is being shipped out tomorrow..Harry will you move in with me?" I nod quickly, hugging him tightly. "I guess we are now roommates." I say softly, kissing him again before pulling away. "Help me get my stuff?"

*Five hours later*

(Louis' POV):

We had to move very single thing of Harry's into this apartment, dorms look small but apparently they aren't due to everything Harry had in there. We're laying on the couch now, watching a movie and eating some popcorn. There was something bothering me though, something that Harry has always kept away from me. "Harry..what is the accident you were talking about? From your past.." His eyes widen when I ask this as he looks down to me. "It's not time yet Louis..when it is Ill tell you everything. Just give it time." He runs his fingers through my hair as I nod slowly. This was going to be hard for me, knowing that he has a secret and I have to wait for an answer. I hate waiting, I have a lot of reasons for it. Waiting to get over my depression a few years ago, waiting for Harry to come back, waiting for my life to straighten out, waiting to break up with Shaun...waiting is horrible. Especially when you wait for something from the person you love. Speaking of love..Harry never said it back. Did he love me? Or was that just something I wanted to hear? I couldn't think of this now, we had just gotten back together and I was about to ruin it all over again. Waiting..that word makes it's own definition. You wait while you wait...wait...wait...wait.

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