Louis looked at his boyfriend with tears gathering in his eyes. Well, ex-boyfriend. "You're leaving?! After everything we've been through?" The blue eyed boy asked frowning deeper by the second. "I can't take anymore louis! You only love me behind closed doors, and in order to have the slightest affection from you while in public you have to be drunk, or high!" Harry exclaimed, angrily grabbing his bags, and slamming the door. Louis sunk to the ground sobbing. What had he done wrong?
It had been a month. Within that month louis grew to be a shell of who he once was. Thin, quiet, and pale with a constant sadness in his eyes, but Harry was so happy. He was makin plans to come out, while louis was still wondering what he could do to be enough for harry. He had weight, cut his hair, and gotten out of the whole Eleanor deal. Still, harry didn't care. No matter what he did harry wouldn't love him, and it wasn't even Harry's fault. He was just unlovable.
After the fourth album was released the boys all went to a club, and everything was fine. Until it happened. Louis turned around to see harry snogging someone, but it wasn't just a random stranger. It was Niall horan. Panicked, the thin boy quickly rushed to liam telling him that he was leaving, and rushed off before Liam could say a word.
It was about four In the morning when the next event happened. Rather harsh knocks sounded. Louis pulled himself from the bed not caring who was at the door, but it was his worse nightmare. Curly hair, green eyes, and a pale lanky figure."Liam told me me you saw Niall, and I." Harry already sounded accusing. "Um I-I" louis whimpered. "Save it you bastard." Harry bellowed. "I-I'm sorry" louis replied looking down with tear filled eyes. He was ruining everyone's lives. "Why can't you just leave everyone alone!" Harry shouted slamming the door. The small boy just stared at the reddish brown piece of wood. Louis stumbled back to his room thinking over, and over "why can't I just everyone alone?".
The next morning harry trudged up the steps. Niall had been angry after Harry told him what he said to louis. He knocked on the door, but after a few minutes louis didn't come. Harry nervously jiggled the door knob which popped open with out much work. He couldn't find louis still, he knew the boy wouldn't be out because it was only ten in the morning. The entire house was dark except the bathroom. Harry strolled in because he expected louis to be sitting on the floor hurling into the toilet, but the sight was far different. The bath tub was over flowing, and the water was dark red, but there was something inside. As harry got closer he realized it wasn't something, it was someone, a someone who just happened to be his ex. He lifted the boy up, now painfully aware of the weight he had dropped. He turned off the water, and get up to call someone, like Liam, but the he saw it. On the sink sat a pristine white notecard. It was written in a scrawl harry knew too well, with small wrinkles where you could tell there were once tears.
I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone
