Breaking Him // Larry l.s

Three weeks

Three weeks

"When he giggled, I swear to god that the stars sparkled."

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Our first holiday was on a camping trip. Nothing special, looking back on it, but I guess when you have the perfect company then you really don't notice.

He was so fucking beautiful that night, under the moonlight, happy as Zayn on weed. The thing about Lou is that his eyes tell his emotions, you wont find him hiding if he was angry, sad or anything else. And that night is when I saw something so beautiful.

Love.

That was it ; That crystal clear night sky shining above us as he realised that I could love him so much. Perfect.

When he giggled, I swear to god that the stars sparkled. I told him I loved him that night, confident that he knew I was telling the truth and the look he gave me was infatuating.

He told me he loved me too straight away and it was the happiest moment of my life.

"That didn't happen!" Louis gasped then laughed as I told him the way I got a scar on my back.

"Maybe not but for a second you believed me!" I grinned and nudged him with my shoulder.

We fell into a comfortable silence, just staring into the crackling fire, a picture perfect scene around us.

"I love you, you know" I told him, with a smile.

He looked at me, his face all lit up.

"I love you too, you big bear"

And then he leapt on me, pushing us both back off the wooden log we were sitting on and kissed me ; but it felt different

Because we were in love.

Not a day has gone by since then when I didn't tell Lou that I loved him. I told him when we were fighting, I told him when we were making love, and I meant it every single time.