(Harry)
                              I spend the entire morning laying in my bed in the dark. It was oddly soothing. I was on my laptop going through my old mail and a conversation between Louis and I came into view. Man, it was a bit over four years since this was sent.
                              Dear Harry,
                              I'm not sure why I'm really replying to this because I technically have a right not to. I just wanted to say that I can't forgive you. Atleast not just yet. You really did hurt me and you promised that you wouldn't. Hearing that you're basically torturing yourself doesn't actually make me feel better. Smarten up and take care of your d@mn self. I really don't think it's a very good idea having you here for Christmas. It would create hope for our relationship where there is none. I can't allow you this Christmas and I'm not even sure about any in the future. Maybe Anthony can spend time with you on the 26ths, but not until I think it's a good idea. Anthony misses you and I'm afraid he might not be able to handle it if you or I make it seem like everything is back to normal. I don't want to make this harder for him than it already is. I appreciate that you took the time to write to me and the apologies because honestly, it took you a long d@mn time to. I shouldn't have yelled on the phone to you and I hope you'll take care of yourself from now on. Thank you for the presents you say you have for us and I would like it if you drop them off. I also want to thank you for the model of my dream house. It must have taken you a long time to make, so thank you. That doesn't excuse what you've done, but it makes me a little less pissed at you. Anyways, I hope you have a good Christmas and maybe call your mum.
                              -Louis
                              Mum? Maybe I should call her? I promised her that I'd visit more and I used to call her every day, but now I don't even call her. I wonder how she's doing.
                              
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                              I decided to call her and have atleast a brief call. It took a couple of rings, but she eventually answered.
                              "Hello?" There was loud noise in the background.
                              "Is this a bad time?"
                              "Who is this? I can't really hear you."
                              "It's Harry."
                              "Oh, Harry, dear. I'll go into the house to talk."
                              "If I'm interrupting, I'm sorry. I could call back some other time?"
                              "Nonsense! I always have time for my babies."
                              "I just wanted to see how you were doing."
                              "I'm doing great, sweetie. How have you been? It's been a while since you've called me."
                              "I'm doing great too. I've just been really busy with work and hanging out with all my new friends."
                              "I'm glad you've made some friends, Harry."
                              "Yeah. It's great."
                              "I've been busy too. I worked on the garden in the backyard and Gemma moved closer. Did you know she's engaged?"
                              "No; I didn't. That's great."
                              "Yeah. Also, I got a few new cats. Someone's cat had kittens and I just couldn't resist. Named two after my babies."
                              "Awe, that's sweet."
                              "Harry's a troublemaker. Reminds me of you a little." We both laugh. Mine was forced though.
                              "I'm actually meeting someone for drinks. But I'll call you again tomorrow, maybe, mum. I love you."
                              "I love you too, Harry. Don't be a stranger."
                              "I won't." Then we both hung up.
                              I got dressed up and decided that there was something I needed to do. No, not ruin the engagement of Louis and Colton. I needed to do something else and I needed to do it now before I lose all my courage. I don't usually have any. I'm strong and can do this. I told myself as I left to the bar.
                              'You're weak and pathetic, Harry. Why do you even bother anymore.....'
                              
                              I couldn't help but wonder what Anna was going to say after I kicked her out. I was wracking my brain to find out why she might want to talk to me but I didn't understand it. She said that she knew I was married, but I never let her explain. So I called her to the bar I frequent and she said she'd come. Hopefully she would explain how she knew I was married. I can't think of a rational reason as to how she would already know. She never once showed any sign of knowing and I was very secretive about it.
                              Anna showed up about fifteen minutes after I arrived. We both found a seat in the back and ordered a beer each. I didn't want to get drunk and especially when I was alone with her. She took a deep breath and sipped her beer before beginning to talk.
                              "The reason I knew you were married is because I knew about Louis." I was shocked. I never once mentioned Louis to her. How did she know Louis?
                              "How do you know Louis?"
                              "When I met you, I was only hoping you could introduce me to Louis." So I was being used the entire time. Wow. How nice.
                              "You were only using me to get to Louis?" I was half hurt and half pissed.
                              "I only was going to ask you to introduce us. I never meant to fall for you the way I did. Harry, my feelings for you were real; are real. The thing is, I'm Louis' half-sister. I wanted to meet him and I knew you would know where I could find him." I was utterly shocked. The thing is, I'm Louis' half-sister.
                              A/N CLIFFHANGER! Enjoy apple babies! Muhahahahahaha
                              You know I love you guys. Don't worry. Xoxo
                                      
                                          
                                   
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The Garden Of Larry
FanfictionThis is mainly Harry's point of view with an alternate ending. Please enjoy, and you might want to check out the original called Larry, Larry, How Does Your Garden Grow xoxo, Larry's Girl
 
                                               
                                               
                                                  