Chasing Harry - LS [2013] [2/3]

Chapter One; Fallout

Here it is guys, Chapter One to CHASING HARRY.

It's not the best, I mean, it's setting you in the story, so... yeah. :)

Anyways, comments and votes are always appreciated !

The song that Louis sings is written by @thedirectionergleek

And Niall's song is a poem I wrote called; Snowy Skies and Departed Hearts.

I hope you guys enjoy ! :D

And don't forget to listen to the song on the side; Fallout-Mariana's Trench !

Enjoy!

-JustAkiss xox 

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My Boobear;

                Louis, when you read this it’s because you aren’t waking up to my arms being wrapped around you neither are you starring into my bright green eyes as the sun shines through my window, the wind pushing through giving us a small breeze and rising goose bumps along our exposed skins as we pull one another closer, keeping the warmth preserved.

                At least, that would have been the right way to wake up with morning, or afternoon, depending when you do wake up and read this letter. And if you’ve been having an intense dream, I wouldn’t be surprised if you found the paper on the ground.  You never really stayed still at night in the first place.

                Anyways, that’s not my point.

                When you read this it’s because you aren’t waking up to my arms being wrapped around you because I am gone. I left early; maybe an hour or two after you fell asleep. I lost count as I starred up at the ceiling thinking of what had just happened.

                To you, last night must have just been perfect. Everything you wanted it to be.

                Well, not to me.

                Trust me; words cannot explain what I mean when I say these words.

                It was special, Louis. It really was, I loved supper, the fireworks and the tattoo.

                Just maybe I realized I wasn’t ready for the whole sleeping with you when I was laying in bed, with visuals in my head, re-playing the scene, seeing everything again, feeling everything once more and wishing that I didn’t feel the way I do now, which isn’t good. And I don’t want to tell you how I feel because I don’t want to ruin last night for you, I really don’t.

                I did mean it when I told you that I loved you, I do love you, Louis.

                This is why I decided to leave with my mum.

                You know I was never good with letting out all my feelings at once which is probably why this doesn’t make sense to you... actually, it probably doesn’t because we were both having a good time last night.

I don’t know how to go on, Louis without feeling like you’re breaking into pieces the second to feel the texture of this sheet in your hands. I can’t imagine the tears that are forming in your eyes, daring to jump out and slide down your soft cheek, oh how I would love to press one last kiss before I leave.