THE FLOWERS SURVIVE IN MY HAIR, /
GOD MUST DEEM ME WORTHY OF CREATION.
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liam enters again when louis leaves.
"why
did
he
look
so
sad?"
he asks, he is tentative with his words.
i
am
fragile
i
am
small
"he let out a lot when we were
talking. perhaps too much to
a person he shouldn't trust."
i say. i sit down on the bed.
did i just break him?
i put my head in my hands.
"zayn is falling in love with you
and he is scared to admit it,
but before this addmitance, he
called me out for everything, and
he was right. and i defended myself
but he was right, i hurt louis every day,
what is wrong with me, liam?"
i
am
crying.
he sits down beside me.
"bleeding out your feelings
all at once, like you have, going
from complete loneliness to having
love in your shaking hands, is
hard to bear harry, i don't blame
you. you're acting how you know.
you've never had more than a single
person want you for who you actually
were.
you
are
hurting."
i lean on his shoulder, sniffling.
my body,
it feels like
i am breaking.
"love hurts, harry, you off all
people know this, so does zayn,
this is why he pushes me away,
he does not believe he deserves
happiness."
there is a slihgt pause.
"and how do you know what i believe, exactly?"
it is zayn's voice, and he is angry.
liam stutters over his words.
unable to put together the prose he was
speaking to me. i feel zayn coming closer.
"don't you dare get near him."
my voice is venom, knives, it is painful.
i clench my jaw.
"excuse me?"
he seems shocked.
"all you have done is push him away,
and all you have done today is hurt who
cares about you most."
i'm breathing heavy, rage settling on my chest.
"harry i-"
liams voice is weak.
"shut up."
i say.
"prove to me, prove to HIM, that you
won't hurt him. he is the closest thing
to max i will EVER have again, i REFUSE
to let you hurt him."
i can see my speech is cutting him up like
knives. he looks down, and then looks at me
with bright eyes.
"i understand that you hate me right now,
and i was not right to call you out, for you
had admitted your faults. you said you were
scared, opened up to me, and you were trying
to help liam find who i am beneath all of this...
this piss and shit my life has turned me into.
and i'm sorry harry, i'm sorry liam."
he swallows hard, and my shoulders soften
as does my stature.
"the truth is i am scared to be in love with you.
but the days and nights we have spent together
have been the happiest that i have ever been.
ever since... ever since."
he chokes up and begins to cry.
my rage disperses into the corners of my body,
where it rests.
"and liam, god, i am in love with your soul,
i love you on the border of sainthood, and sinner.
and i would
have never admitted it, i would have pushed you away,
would have gone on in this perpetual state of winter that
resides in the chasms of my bones.
you
make
me
feel
warm."
i smile softly.
and step out of the way as liam
crashes into zayn, i can hear his
cries.
"iloveyousomuchiloveyousomuch."
zayn is in tears, kissing liams head as
they clutch each other.
i look down, a certain winter zayn spoke
of lifting from my ribs.
my
heart
beats
with
purpose.
now,
now
it is
my turn.
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HURRICANE
Fanfiction[ larry; completed ] he was just a hurricane of self destruction, troubled by the ghosts of his past, devoid of the color that he once possessed. yet he lives on, walking with the universe on his shoulders...
