harry was ready to bring his plan into action. he was currently in his room with the items that are needed scattered in front of him. using his shaky arms he reached forward and grabed his phone. he stared at it for a moment before flicking through his contact looking for is lovers name.
once you found it, he clicked the call button. waiting impatiently he picked at his nails.
"yellow." a smile made its way to harry's face but as soon as it came, it diapered.
'he obviously doesn't know it's me.' harry thought as tears started rolling down his face.
"lou?" the younger lad whispered out.
"harry? what the fuck do you want?" frowning harry glared at the phone.
"lou, i've none you since forever. and i've loved you since forever. i've had dreams, where you would feel the same way, that i, felt about you. i've had to watch, as you went girl from girl. and it kills me. it kills me that you'll never love me, kiss me or even like me as a friend. i just want you to know that i love you more then anything. you are my everything, always have, always will be. i need you to do one thing before... just yeah i need you to do this one thing for me." the tears were like rivers flowing down harry's face. he had to stop mid sentence just to let his breathing get back to normal.
"i'm going to asks you something. and all i want is for you to answer honestly, i'm sitting here on my bed with a knife. my life depends on your answer, you've shown me no emotion, ever. and i want to know is... do you hate me? cause if you do, hate me, there's no point in me living."
all harry could hear was heavy breathing before he heard heart breaking sobs.
"no. harry i swear if you kill yourself with that knife, i'll use the same knife to kill me." harry's eyes widened in surprise.
"harry edward styles, i am in love with you."
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I cried a little writing this.
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