365 Letters To You || Larry Stylinson

|Chap. 21|

Oh my goodness. Long time no see to this account. Believe it or not, I have never forgotten about this story. I've actually been publishing it on paper. I have many parts printed out already. I never intended on giving up this story. I love it too much. I was just reading the last few chapters, just to remind myself of where I left off and I'll admit, I was in tears. I do IMMENSELY apologize for not updating seriously for like a year and a half. I've just seen all of my notifications and I can't believe people are still reading and saving my stories, that's incredible. I'm going to try to update regularly and try to make the the chapters as long as possible for your sake so you could keep enjoying the story as some of you have so far. I really hope people aren't too pissed off at me. I have really missed writing this! So please, enjoy this next chapter of 3LTY. Xx

💫|HARRY'S POV|💫

April 1, 2:49 p.m.

It's been a week. It's been a week since I've told Louis about the kiss with Daniel. It's been a week and I still feel guilty for it although Louis has told me many times that he forgives me. I can't forgive myself. Louis trusted me and I betrayed him, after everything he and his mum have done for me, I cheat on him. How could I be so selfish? How could I let myself be driven into the arms of another man? My best friend even? This is the lowest low I've ever reached. Louis was nothing, but good to me. I didn't deserve that and he didn't deserve what I did to him.

I haven't spoken to Daniel since that night, either. Louis is the one I need to spend my time with, not him. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss Danny's hugs. I just hope Louis can see that I'm really making an effort here.

"Harry..." Louis' soft voice sounds beside me. I look at him, pulled away from my thoughts. He looks at me with gentle eyes, his lips forming a straight line. I can't read his expression.

"Stop..." He commands lightly. "I know what you're thinking about." His hand grabs mine and squeezes it lightly. I let out a sigh, nodding slowly as I know what he means, but I can't help what I think or feel.

"I know you feel guilty for kissing Daniel. I understand, but I told you, I forgive you. We need to move on from this, okay?" He laces his fingers in mine and kisses my cheek. Again, the guilt rises. I really do need to stop. I can't ruin this relationship any more than I already have. I shake my head, running a hand through my hair. Just forget. That's all I have to do. Move on.

"I'm sorry. I'll stop, I promise." I whisper to him, curling into him as he wraps his arms around me. I need something that could distract me from thinking about that. I bite my lip, pulling away from Louis, standing up and walking over to my bag.

"I want to show you something." I tell him, unzipping my bag, pulling out the printed copy of one of the pieces I had written. I haven't shown anyone else besides Daniel and I remember Louis telling me he'd like to read my work. I bit my lip as I held the copy in my arms, turning to face him. I watched as he stood up, his eyebrows furrowed.

"What's that?"

"I wrote it..." I smile. It's one of the pieces of work I'm really proud of. "I typed it on the laptop and printed it out.. I want you to read it." I slowly hand over the copy and watch as a smile spread onto his face, which makes me smile even more. He takes it and glances at the cover page before looking at me again.

"You want me to read one of your pieces?" He asks and I nod slowly, still unable to contain my smile.

"I'm really proud of it. I think you'll like it." I tell him. Although, I am a bit nervous for him to read it, I have no doubt that he'll like it. It may be a little dark, but I think it's great and that's saying a lot for myself.