Give Me Love ~LarryStylinson Fanfic {was not written by the owner of account}

Chapter Sixteen

Weeks has passed since the Nick accident, and I'm sitting on my bed while Eleanor is taking a shower I am reading and writing side notes in Harry's notebook. I don't know if I will ever give the notebook back to him. All I know is that right now this is the only thing keeping me sane. Right now I'm reading one of my favorite entrys where he describes himself compared to me.

December 13, 2012

Dear Diary,

I'm tall. He is short.
Green eyes. Blue eyes.
Preserved and polite. Outgoing and sassy.
Curly haired. Straight hair.
Fell in love. Oblivious.
We are opposites but don't people say that opposites attract??

HS

"Yes, Harry opposites do attract." I mumbled.

I closed the notebook and wrote "Love will tear us apart" on the front cover with a Sharpie.

I put the notebook away and got up from the bed. I put on one Harry's jumpers, not that he remembers, and walked out my room to get something to drink. Harry hasn't talked to me all this weeks but I don't blame him.

The wedding planning has become a real thing. In this last weeks wedding planners came to my room and showed me shit I didn't care about. All I did was point and nod and at the end let Eleanor choose because honestly I didn't give fuck.

"So you're actually getting married with her?" I turned to see Harry standing by the kitchen door.

"Seems like it." I sighted running a hand through my long hair.

"Well, I'm happy for you." Harry bit his lip.

"Thanks, Haz." I smiled wishing that I was biting his lip instead of himself.

He then grabbed a pair of car keys and walked out the hotel going who knows where. I planned to go after him but Eleanor stopped me as she came down asking how she looked.

"Fine. You look fine, El." I said without emotion.

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It was 3:00am and Harry still wasn't back. I left Eleanor snoring in the bed as I went to check if maybe I had missed him when he came in. I walked slowly bare footed around the hotel. I slowly opened Liam's door. He was asleep on his bed by himself hugging a giant teddy bear Zayn had given him on his birthday. I closed the door.

I opened Niall's door and he wasn't in his bed but in Zayn's. Both cuddling together. They were so cute. They're gonna be together, I'm calling it. I close that door as well and went over to Harry's bedroom.

"Sneaking into another person's bedroom isn't very nice." A low annoying voice said. I turn only to find the fucker of Nick Grimshaw.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I spat lifting up my shoulders in order to look bigger. But that didn't work. He was still bigger than me.

"Ah, how cute of you Tomlinson, trying to be big boy. But, I'm here with my Harry. Unlike you I'm invited to his room, love. So excuse me because Harry is waiting for me." He mocked me. You don't understand how much I hate him right now.

"Fuck you." I muttered anger boiling in my veins.

"Sorry, love but can't do. I'm with Harry now, if you had asked earlier then I would have loved to fuck that oh so fine ass of yours. But not now. Maybe another time." He winked annoyingly. He slowly started opening Harry's door and walked in, closing it and locking it. Leaving me standing like a loser in the dark hall.

I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a beer from the fringe. Yeah it was 3:30 am but who cared. I went upstairs and grabbed Harry's notebook, and then walked downstairs again. I sat on the giant couch by myself with only a small lamp to illuminate the room. I opened the notebook and read an entry that always assure me he will always love me.