I cry
Into Louis'
Shoulder
Because his
Father
Called me
Psychotic.
I am
Not psychotic;
I'm crazy.
They're
Different.
I don't kill things; I
Save them.
Psychopaths
Kill.
"You are not a psychopath,"
Louis tells me.
"You aren't.
I am," he said.
I shake my head.
My Louis
Isn't a
Ruthless killer.
He doesn't
Kill for
Pleasure.
He could never.
He frowns,
And shows me
The cuts litering
His arms.
I smile
And say,
"You aren't
A psychopath.
You're depressed.
Who're you
Hurting other
Than yourself?"
And he cries too.
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immortal madness // l.s
Fanfiction[Larry Stylinson] Harry kills to save and Louis cuts to die.
