Louis' POV
"I can't help it," I say through my tears. "They forced us apart. I can't sit with you at interviews. I can't be alone with you in public. I can't tweet you. I can't even share an apartment with you! What do you expect me to do?!"
"Lou, I need you to stay calm. No matter what they do, I will always love you. Forget about twitter. We can text each other. We can call. And FaceTime. I wish we didn't have to hide too, but they think directioners will leave if we come out. Fans will, but directioners will stay no matter what."
I wrap my arms tighter around his neck, my sobs weakening, soon turning into sniffles. I look at his chest, where the two doves are just barely peeking out at the top. I go to rub my finger over one of them. Harry wraps his hand around mine as I trace it.
"Let's sit down," Harry says. He leads me to a chair. He sits down pulling me onto his lap. I lean my head backwards, closing my eyes. They start to droop, and soon I am asleep.
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What I Would do for Love (Larry Stylinson)(ON HOLD)
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson and Harry Styles. That's who we are. Known by fans as Larry Stylinson. We love each other and have admitted it. Well to ourselves. Not to the public eye. What will happen next?
