It is 12 pm in the morning and the fucking door bell doesn't stop ringing. Cursing I get up and walk out of my bedroom to the front door. This ringing is nerve racking.
I unlock the door and look into the cold eyes of uncle Si... wait Simon? What is he doing here? And then I recognize the bags under his eyes and the sad look. He is quite pale and it looks like he has been crying. What the heck is going on?
I let him in by stepping aside and follow him in to the livingroom after shutting the door behind him.
He sits down onto the couch and starts crying. Again?
I sit down next to me and he hands me a letter. On the front is my name writting in the cursive hand writing of Harry.
I want Simon to talk to me but he just motions to me to open the letter.
So I do, with shakey hands.
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Broken Inside
FanfictionHarry loves Louis. Always had and always will. But not one time did Louis note what's up with his best mate. No, he distants himself, because his girlfriend Eleanor told him it would hurt her to read the romours about Larry Stylinson. But that's exa...
