One Tragedy [Larry Stylinson]

One Tragedy

Just one kiss, was all it took for Harry to fall. Truth be told, he had already liked him – a lot actually, to the point where his heart would ache just looking at the man.  But the kiss, made him fall harder than a sack of bricks. Maybe the fall was too hard for him, because the next thing he knew; his life was crashing down before his eyes.

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They had never even spoken to each other. They had never even looked at each other before that day. Heck, they lived in different cities! A talent competition brought them together … without them even realizing it.

Harry knew there was something special about X Factor – and not just because he could win a record deal. He never really had anybody before X Factor but in his heart, he knew he would find “The One” there. He couldn’t explain how he knew he would – he just did.

One of the reasons Harry was upset that he didn’t make it through that he never told anyone, was that he wouldn’t be able to find “The One” he had been hoping to find. If he was back home, how would he know who he would be searching for if he wasn’t around to find out?

But just his luck, he was called back on stage with four other lads. Harry had never talked to them before – he hadn’t even looked at them! He just went on stage with them and all of the boys’ attention were on the judges.

The boys had the opportunity to become not a solo – but a group! They had a moment to decide if they wanted to go through with it or not and of course; they took it. Harry spoke on all of their behalves.

Simon said they were through and all of the boys freaked out together. Harry dropped his microphone and saw a boy with a beanie on as well – in a red beanie though. Harry knew nothing about the man but the adrenaline inside of him was kicking and so he grabbed the man and lifted him up, making the man’s legs go around his waist a bit.

The other guy had no problem with it and even wrapped his arms around Harry’s neck, grinning like crazy as well. Both boys were ecstatic and so happy they got through! The amount of happiness in one single room was hard to believe.

But Harry also felt something else; his heart was racing, his cheeks were flushing, his hands were shaking and his forehead was sweating. He felt some off-beat heartbeats and he felt rather nervous. What was happening to him?

The judges needed to talk to them about how hard it was going to be so the boys had to let go of each other. The moment Harry put the – still – unknown boy back down, his heartbeat went back to normal and all his symptoms had disappeared.

Harry and gasped and realized what that had meant. He knew exactly what was happening, he knew that he had fallen. Harry Styles, had found, “The One”.

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Harry opened his eyes and he heard the familiar heart monitor. He groaned and shut his eyes once again; feeling weaker than ever. He didn’t want to open his eyes and see the ugly, bland room again. Not again.

Harry had been there for a good three months and he was sick of it – this wasn’t supposed to happen to him! He was supposed to be the one, riding on a horse with his prince and live happily ever after; not the one who was arranging his own funeral!

Of course, how ironic was it? The biggest thing in that ever happened to him crumbled apart and now; his life was crumbling apart as well. It fit, how perfect? Only it wasn’t.

Harry had planned to go straighten things out and find out why the love of his life had made the stupidest mistake ever. Was it Harry’s fault? Was he too open about stuff? Was it the pressure of coming out? What was going on?