31.12.15 / 01.01.16.
New Years Eve.
Normally: the celebration of a good year.
And, yes, it seemed like that, little thing, it seemed to everyone that he and I had a good year.
For sure when he kissed me, the clock ticking
to twelve and I eagerly gave in,
pressing in all my emotions of the last weeks, months even, the time that I wasn't able to move
my lips
against his'.
Since Lou started this, us, the kiss,
I think that he has enjoyed it too but
when we pulled apart, he took my wrist and dragged me outside, only to tell me
his feelings for me
were gone and
I fell on my knees
in front of him because this was so surreal yet
this was it, he didn't
love me anymore.
Greetings,
H.T.
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Greetings, H.T. | Larry Stylinson
FanficLouis 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...
