"Hello! Did you miss me? I'm here again! So, as you remember it was worse and worse every time we tried to come out. But Louis didn't want to calm down, my tattoo "Won't stop till we surrender" became his motivation. One day – it was two weeks before Louis' death, he came to me and told me:
- Harold, we tried so hard, now we will decide to come out or surrender forever.
I stood up.
- What are we going to do, Lou?
- We will ask Modest! Management to let us come out!
- You are funny, Tomlinson. Did you forget about our contract?
- Oh, we will tell them how it's hard to live and maybe they will understand us.
- I'm not sure that will work.
- Listen, that's our last chance. Your plan about the fans saving us has failed. Now we have only Modest! management. If they won't let us to show our love to the world, this is the end.
- But, Louis...
- No! Don't tell me anything. If you don't want go with me, I will go myself. And believe me, they will listen to me and our love will win.
- Okay then. I wish you good luck, Louis.
I said that with a little bit of sarcasm in it, but I honestly wished him good luck. I truly believed.
That day after our performance in London, Louis went to the Modest! management's office. I tried to calm down, but I couldn't. I went to our small flat where I used to live with Louis and counted minutes. Time was frozen. I had waited the whole infinity for Louis to return."
Infinity? Again?
"Nine thousands and eight hundreds and twenty seconds... Nine thousands and eight hundreds and twenty-one second... Nine thousands and eight hundreds and twenty two seconds... Nine thousands and... Please, God, I ask you for nothing but for freedom! Twenty three seconds... Nine thousands... Can I once in my life be happy? Twenty four seconds... Nine... I only need Louis in my life, nothing else! Twenty five seconds... Ni...
Door has opened and Louis came in. His face was showing pain and it was also red – I guess, he cried.
I whispered:
- So... Did they let us...?
Louis looked at me with disappointment. He was standing and thinking about something for a very long time and then he started screaming:
- I HATE MY LIFE. I HATE IT FROM THE MOMENT WHEN I MET YOU. I HATE EVERY SINLE SECOND SPENT WITH YOU. I HATE OUR FIRST KISS AND OUR FIRST "I LOVE YOU". I HATE YOUR ADORABLE EYES AND YOUR AMAZING LAUGH. I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU BECAUSE I LOVE YOU MORE THAN I SHOULD DO AND THAT'S CRAZY BECAUSE I CAN'T BE WITH YOU. I HAD TO KNOW IT FROM THE START. I MADE A FAULT WHEN I LET MYSELF TO FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU SO BADLY!
He ran away and I stayed in the flat alone because I was so shocked I couldn't do a move. The only thing I understood was that the management didn't let us to come out. And that broke Louis. Unhappily, I couldn't even imagine back then how much it hurt him."
Oh, tears again. No, Harry, try to calm down, please!
Everything is gonna be alright.
No. Nothing will ever be alright after Louis had passed away.
"We continued travelling because we were on our world tour and thing were getting worse. Louis didn't even talk with me. I was angry and didn't try to start a conversation and he was behaving like he didn't know me. We became total strangers but the truth was that we were thinking about each other every day. And we wanted to hug each other and say "Won't stop till we surrender", but we said nothing. Maybe, Louis' death was my fault too? I had to tell him that we will be together no matter what and I'm with him and that he didn't need to be scared. But I didn't say anything. IT WAS MY FAULT TOO!"
Phone rings, oh, I'm getting mad.
- Hello?
- It's Niall. Harry...
- What? Will you say me I'm not normal for saying all that to the people?
- No. I just want to tell you that Liam, Zayn and I are always there if you need us. Just tell us everything. It is hard for all of us and mostly for you but, please, stay strong. We all love you. We need you.
- I love you all too, Niall.
- It's okay. Calm down and tell the story. We are very proud that you are doing that right now and tell the real story. This is the only thing which is important.
- Thank you for supporting me.
- Always.
- I should continue my story. I'm live on twitcam. Bye, Niall.
- Bye, Harry. Everything is gonna be alright.
No. It is not.
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The Day Before Infinity (Larry Stylinson Fanfiction)
Fanfiction*WARNING! THE STORY HAS A SUICIDE-RELATED THEME AND ISN'T RECOMMENDED FOR PEOPLE SUFFERING FROM DEPRESSION. Famous singer from One Direction has commited suicide and everybody wonders what was the reason. The only person who knows the truth about hi...
