Around My Heart In 80 Days.

Prologue

Hey Guys so this is my new Larry fanfic that ive started! i hope you enjoy it... well this is just the prologue but let me know what you think. This will be completely different from my other story. So let me know, constructive critisism is appreciated! thanks xx oh also the song in this is on the side! its absolutley beautiful and i bet none of you have heard it so take a listen! I also want to shout out to MrsBrittanyHoran! she is amazing and helped me choose a title and gave me perfect critisism! thanks love x

Around My Heart In 80 Days.

Prologue

I never really thought about dying before. How in one brief moment your whole life can be cut short. Even if I had imagined myself dying I never would have imagined it like this.

I held my breath as we came to a stop. I glanced back and forth between the eyes of my lover and the eyes of my killer. I realize that if I never went on this trip I wouldn’t be on deaths doorstep right now. But, I still can’t make myself regret my decision. When life hands you the opportunity to spend two weeks with someone special you can’t say no.

It felt like I was trapped in a nightmare, the ones where you blink and blink but the scene never changes. As of now I can blink as much as I want but I’ll still be staring at the same two faces. With my free hand I pull the note out of my pocket. I need to read it one last time. I smooth it out in my palm and bring it towards my face and start to read.

Harry

I’m writing this letter to you so that you can understand me. After this you’ll probably know me better than I know myself. Hell, I don’t even know who I am half the time anyways.

When I first saw you I hated you. The day when that mop of curls first sat down in front of me, obscuring my view. I hated you because you were taller than me, had nicer hair than me, you were smarter than me and nicer then me. Everything about you seemed better. I wanted what you had which was the only thing that was slightly out of my reach.

Now that you have this note I don’t want you to think differently of me. Although I know you wont, that’s one of the great things about you. I’m sorry for everything I’ve ever done to you. I’m not the asshole everyone thinks I am. My life, my family, my everything was fucked up when we met. It’s different now but only because of you. This trip made me realize one thing; you’re the best friend I’ve ever had. You fixed me Harry, in more ways then I ever thought possible.

The real reason I wrote this is to tell you my one true secret. The feelings I’ve had since this trip started.

Harry I-

And that’s where it ends. Just like that. I will never know that one last thing. The feelings I’ve been helping him with. The final thing he wouldn’t tell me. The tears spill down my cheeks and land on the bottom of the page along with the others that have landed there the many other times I’ve read the note. There are so many things left unsaid and not enough time to say them all. That reminds me of our song.

Time won't let me go

And every night I know

That you could pull me through

You could always pull me through

Even when I'm lying here

Drowning in my blues

You take the sting out of the rain

And bring the sun back up again

 You could always pull me through

The song we claimed our own when we realized the meaning we had in each other’s lives.

I take one last glance at him before the doors open and I’m dragged out into yet another unfamiliar scene.