02.11.16.
He's barely home, always gone.
The only time he comes is when he's done partying at four, but that isn't
guaranteed since he
sleeps at other people's places.
I'm worried about him, so much.
I didn't think we would end up like this.
Either way, he's here and he fights me or
he's gone and leaves me
and I don't know which one is worse because
both make me cry and both make me break out into sobs.
Can it be a good day again? Can he be
nice again?
Maybe if I make up to him,
I haven't got a chance yet,
but maybe in the future.
Can it be
better?
Greetings,
H.T.
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Greetings, H.T. | Larry Stylinson
FanfictionLouis handed me a little, blue-wrapped present, smiling in statisfaction and whispering, "Since your last one was full." in my ear. He then walked away, to his proud-looking parents, as I opened it carefully. And there you were, little thi...
