-Harry’s P.O.V-
I got up early. I ate an English muffin and drank some tea. I packed enough clothes for two days.
“Mom. I’m leaving. See you in awhile. I love you.” – I said, kissed her and walked out the door.
I got in my black Audi and started driving to London. I had to go to the rehab center. I kept hoping they would let me see Louis. I was so worried. I kept driving, staring at the road full of trees and a few houses. I couldn’t wait to see Louis. I had to help him get better.
-Louis’ P.O.V-
~Night~
I got up and went to the bathroom. I glanced at the mirror. Who was that? A young boy, it looked like. Around his twenties. He had purple circles around his eyes. His hair was messy and a bit long. He looked pale and his lips were white. It was me. I couldn’t notice my own reflection. I couldn’t bear to see it. I punched the mirror and small pieces fell to the floor. I screamed.
I ran to my bed and jumped on it. I started screaming and yelling Harry’s name. I needed some cocaine or heroin or whatever. I knew I needed something. Nurses came into my room and a man with a needle. I was sweating like a pig. I was feeling hot and I started screaming. I got up and went to the bathroom. The nurses pulled me down to my bed. I was moving, trying to get away, I was struggling. I started yelling and I managed to run to the bathroom and vomit. I wanted to run away but where could I go? I was surrounded by four white walls. I just started running around the room. The nurses grabbed me and pulled me to the floor. I kept screaming as loud as I could. Before I knew it, the doctor had put the needle in my arm.
-Harry’s P.O.V-
~Next day, morning~
I was at the rehab center waiting in the ‘lobby’.
“Can I meet Louis Tomlinson?” – I asked the receptionist.
“I’ll have to ask the doctor, wait here please.” – she said and went through a door behind her. I waited ten minutes. I started turning my head in different directions. Wow this place was white. It scared me. Poor Louis had to stay here 24/7. I saw the nurse and she smiled at me.
“You can meet your friend in the cafeteria where everyone else is.” – she said and showed me the way.
Everything was very white. I sat at a chair waiting for Louis to meet me. I turned my head at the wooden door. Louis was coming in with nurses by his side. I would say he looked hot but I would be lying. He looked sick. My heart hurt for him. I looked at him and he ran into my arms. I kissed his neck. I had to be careful. People didn’t know we were together. I pulled away and just stared at him. His hair was getting long and he had dark circles under his eyes. I felt bad for him. The love of my life, the air that I breathe.
“How are you?” – I whispered in his ear, hugging him. I couldn’t let him go.
“I feel so bad. I want to die.” – he said
“Don’t talk shit. You’re going to get better and we’re going to be happy again. I promise.” – I whispered in his ear. He smelled good. We sat down. The nurses left us alone for awhile. Time flew fast talking with Louis. I just couldn’t get enough of him.
“I got really bad when you left…” - he said. “and one night I was drunk. I just couldn’t take it anymore. I got in my car, wanting to meet you, then a police stopped me. After that all I can remember is waking up in prison.”
“I’m so sorry. I wish I was there with you. Nothing would have happened. It was all my fault. I’m sorry love.” – I said and kissed him. The nurses came through the door and let us know that Louis had to go.
“We’ll talk. I love you.” – I told him.
“Promise you love me and that you won’t forget me.” – he said
“I promise.”
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11:11 (a larry fanfiction)
Fanfiction“What does it say when all the songs all the birds sing, sound like all the songs I’ve ever heard you hum?”- Tyler Knott Gregson