Happier With You || Larry Stylinson AU

26

Harry

I ignored the fact that I looked like a complete wreck and shuffled into my old, brown, worn leather boots.

My eyes were puffy and my nose was red, but I needed to get out of this damn house. It was suffocating and to be honest, I couldn't stand it.

To many feelings, feelings that I'm pretty much being threatened into pushing away, loosing myself in the process as well. I didn't care though. If I didn't want to ruin Louis completely, then I'd do it. If it meant giving him at least a bit to hang onto, then I'd do it.

He'd get over it eventually, right? Of course he would, he's Louis. Everybody with eyes and a brain loves and supports him. What I was worried about was myself. Would I get over him?

I'd never been this emotionally unstable. Ever. Not even with any of my last relationships- I mean, not that Louis and I were in a relationship but see? This has wrecked me more then break ups with those who I'd thought I loved. But after doing what I had to do for Louis, I had to question myself because- I didn't know pain until now.

Pain comes with love, right? If there's no pain, the type where it feels as if your heart is actually clenching well then, was there ever love?

I already knew the answer because, well- Louis.

The winter chill ran through my spine and I shivered.

The colours that coated the area that I was currently walking through were so cold, almost an aesthetic. Blues, grays, white, it just all seemed to go together.

I walked down a small trail that I'd managed to find. It was only about a fifteen minute walk from Louis' house and you could say it was quite a hidden path.

A lake was to the left of me and lines of trees ran across the waters edge, leaves blowing around and coating the glistening surface with different shades of greens.

I looked up towards the sky filled with grey and white clouds, feeling the urge to just scream. I hated ignoring Louis and making him think that everything we'd been through together meant nothing. Don't get me wrong because I can't imagine feeling what he's going through, but it's not like it's not affecting me either.

It makes me want to cry seeing sadness in his eyes. I ruined him, I took out the mischievous glint that he always had. I hated myself for that.

My phone vibrated in my back pocket and I sighed, already knowing the name that was about to pop up.

Modest.

I glared at the small device before answering. "what do you want." I was tired playing their stupid games.

"Harry, dear. What did I tell you about your manners? Anyways, I'm glad you're doing as told. It's not to difficult now, is it? This is what happens when you leave us just like that. Did you really think there wouldn't be any consequences? Okay- where was I. This boy- what's his name? Louis? Well we now have all of his information, no thanks to you. So just stay away from him, yeah? We can at least keep the public from knowing that he's the reason why you wanted to throw your whole career down the drain. We've also got a few stories such as 'stalker louis, obsessed louis, mentally unstable louis' ready to be published if you're unable to do as told. That all? Yup, that's all. Bye Harry! Enjoy the rest of your day!"