How do you Sleep- Larry

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by Stormywrites

by Stormywrites

I love this song and thought of a Larry one-shot. Enjoy.
Past tense= bold underline
Present tense= normal
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"You liar!! You said you loved me; then I catch you with her in your bed!" Harry turned away from Louis and began walking towards the door. He was trying to keep from crying. He should have known... Louis was no different from everyone else hes ever dated.

"Baby! Harry! Im sorry!! I was drunk!!" Louis yelled running after him, but harry had already left Louis' pent house.

Harry wiped the tear from his cheek as he made his way back home. He was going out tonight. He needed a drink... A lot of drinks.

Harry entered the club and instantly went to the bar. He told the bartender to surprise him and turned in the stool looking around. He could dance...

Harry stood from the seat and walked o to the dance floor. A guy instantly came up to him and whispered in his ear. Harry smiled sadly and turned pushing the guy away at the same time. He wasnt drunk enough yet.

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Louis stood on the balcony of his pent house looking out over the city. He quickly wiped away a tear and dropped his cigarette off the balcony. He sighed silently and turned around and growls at the sight of the in front of him. He pushed the girl out of the pent house; locking the door behind him. He stormed into the kitchen and looked at the counter. Their were a bunch of pint glasses and other drinking glasses. The sight made Louis' anger boil over and he shoved everything off the counter breaking all the glasses and bottles.

Louis made his way to living room and grabbed a golf club Niall had left there and swung at the table breaking it then he turned and swung at the TV shattering the screen.

He walked upstairs and into the bathroom where he tore down the shower curtain. He looked at himself in the mirror and punch it shattering it along with getting cuts on his knuckle. He didnt care though; he hurt harry.

Louis walked into the bedroom and knocked the TV over along with shattered his lamp on the bedside table. As he shoved the table over a box fell out of a draw and he instantly fell to his knees. His rage was replaced by sadness as he cried into his hands. Louis was to busy crying to notice the front door opening.