Photograph (Larry Stylinson AU) ~COMPLETED~

Struggling

The next few months go by and Louis is still dating Eleanor. Our album, Midnight Memories was a huge hit, the tour was amazing. Everything was perfect except for Louis and I. We're trying to stay close but it's hard when we're not aloud to be together. He doesn't come over nearly as much anymore, maybe five or six times a month. Our anniversary is today.. Four years. Louis and I moved our anniversary. We choose to celebrate the day that we decided to stay together after Mark broke us up. I remember the day I found him.. I still have that picture of Louis on the bridge. It does more than break my heart. This is why we choose not to celebrate this day.

I told Louis to come over around seven, he was only going out shopping with Eleanor again. She gets Louis to buy her everything. I dispise her. I look down at my watch and sigh. it's 7:14.

7:20

He's probably just late, there's always evening traffic.

7:45

The food's getting cold..

8:00

An hour late.

8:30

This is uneceptable.

9:00

I take off my suit and toss it over the back of the couch. He's not coming. I can't believe he would do this to me..

I walk out into the lounge and sit in the chair that Louis always sits in, leaning my head against the back of it. The sent of his cologne is left on it from the other day. I take out my phone to see if he texted me. Nothing. I call him and he picks up right away.

"Hello?"

"Why the hell didn't you show up?"

"Babe, what are you talking about?"

"Our anniversary, Louis."

The line goes quiet.

"Oh."

I start to tear up, feeling a lump in my throat. He never forgets our important dates.

"You forgot, didn't you?"

"Babe, you're making a big deal out of this.. I'll come over now, how's that?"

"No.. I have worked my ass off over here for five hours, cooking, cleaning, dressing up, all for you. But you were too busy with Eleanor to notice, weren't you? That's all you ever are anymore. You're always out with her. You say your life is much harder than mine but no, Louis, it's not. I have to sit here everyday over our tour break, by myself, because the boys are all busy, my family is busy and you're never around anymore. I have been so depressed without you around, I don't know what to do anymore, Louis.. I feel like you don't love me anymore.."

The only sound I hear on the other end of the phone is weeping. Shit, what have I done..

"L-Louis, baby.. I'm sorry-"

"I'm only doing this for us, Harry. And I'm sorry if I get caught up in things all the time, I'm always being pushed around. I'm hardly ever home, I'm always with Eleanor because they make me, alright? And they don't make me do it most days, but I felt that if I played along well enough, that they'd let us be together again. Of course I love you, I just forgot about tonight.."

I feel like a jerk. A huge asshole. I should've known better than to just yell at him like that, even if it is our anniversary.

"I love you too, Louis.."

I hear him sniffle and probably wipe his nose because of the little pause. It's quiet for a moment before I speak again.

"Do you still want to come over, baby?"