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~~~~the one in Harry’s coat pocket~~~~

Dear Louis,

I know you’ll think to check here. The last thing I said to you was probably very confusing. “Check my coat, pocket. Oh, and Louis William Tomlinson, I love you so much.” You’re smart enough to maybe have figured it out before I even pulled out of the driveway. I’m glad your smart, otherwise some police chief would be finding this in a few days time and you’d never get to read this. It’s nice to know that you’ll be the only one to think of this place for my note. It means you’ll be the only one reading my final goodbye. That means more to me than anything.

This letter only has two purposes. To tell you goodbye, and that I really do love you. I want you to know that I love you so much. I love you to all the stars and back. I love you so so much. Think of this, if you took all the love of everything in the world and added some, that would be my love for you. I just can’t think of how you feel. I want you to know that wherever I am, I still love you. I will always love you, no matter what. I loved you even when you thought I didn’t. Even when you hated me, even when I hated you. Thought I never REALLY hated you, Louis. Never, not once. How could I? You are so perfect, every inch of you. I want you to know that I didn’t do this because of you. It’s not your fault. You are too perfect to cause something like this.

It’s the fact that I can’t love you in the open. We aren’t just two straight boys. We never could be. We are in love. We always will be in love, never forget that. I wish management could’ve seen that before I had to go and do this.

I remember when we met. That bathroom, such a long time ago. It was basically love at first sight. I felt the spark, but denied it until late 2011. I bet you felt the spark that day too. In fact, I know you did. It was the look on your face that really got me. Curiosity and wonder and innocence and love. It’s a charming look on you, Louis. I quite like it. I quite like how you look all the time, Louis, so wonderful even when you aren’t smiling. Even when you are crying, you are the most perfect person I’ve ever laid eyes on. I just love you so much my words can’t be put on paper.

When we were younger, you’d whisper to me how much you loved me every morning. “I love you the most I ever had, right now.” I didn’t think it was possible for anyone to love me the way you did. I guess that’s why I was so star struck every time I looked into your eyes. I never loved anymore more than I love you. Not even my mum or my sister. No one compares to you. Not even the most beautiful super model could out do you. Not even the most charismatic person in existence could trump your personality. Nothing could ever make me love you any less than I do.

I’m sorry you had to see me go this way. I hope for your sake that you didn’t actually have to see my lifeless body. As I sit at the dinning room table, thinking of you and tears streaming down my face, I feel more hurt than ever. I want you to know that I’m not leaving this Earth to leave you. I’m leaving this Earth to leave everyone but you. I wish I could take you with me, but I would never want you to take your own life just because I did. My dying wish is that you stay alive, live a life, get a partner, have some kids. But keep me in your heart, as you will always be in mine, beating or not.

Love forever and always,

Harry. x

P.S. As a little joke from you to me, I left surprises around our house while you were at work today. Let’s just say, check the back of the milk carton. I love you so so so much, and goodbye, Louis Tomlinson.

~~~~the one on the milk carton~~~~

Dear Louis,

Did you know I love you? I just wanted to remind you howwww much I love you! I hope you like my cheeky little notes I left for you all around the house!

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