Letters // larry a.u.

four

He couldn't wait, god, louis couldn't wait until tonight so he could read the next letter. He's pretty impressed with himself at that because his lack of self control isn't really showing, but now it was half way through the day and all louis could do was sit at home and watch some stupid tv, which included eating pizza by himself and looking at nicki minaj's ass through his flat screen.

He hated his life, no louis despised it. As much as all of his friends complain about high school, he wish he really went. But no he's stuck at his mansion which has a pool and every single possible thing that exists, which includes a Ferrari and a range rover. Louis hated it, end of discussion. He was a down to earth guy, he never bragged about money, or how many cars he owned. He really just wished he was normal in a way. So he could sit in classes with his friends and throw paper airplanes at a teacher but he can't.

So he spent the whole day like that, staring at the stupid flat screen and occasionally accepting business calls but that's about it. All of his maids, and whatnot's had a day off today so it was just him. And sometimes he wished this emptiness would get out of his system, he really did.

It was around eight now and liam called, telling louis to meet him at this frat house or whatever they call it; louis didn't have much knowledge on that. It wasn't far from his house so he drove his range rover for 5 blocks and got there. It wasn't too crowded yet, since he got there early, but the music was already booming and the alcohol stank everywhere.

He saw liam standing a few halls down so he slowly walked there while observing the house. It was huge at least around 8 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms, it was dirty but clean in a way. Sure the floors were wiped clean and there were nothing on the couches but the air and the feeling just felt utterly dirty.

"Mr.Tomlinson, everybody!" Liam shouts, louis knew that liam was drunk. He loved getting drunk.

"There there, everyone already knows I'm here." Louis says, patting liam on the back.

"Everything is wrong lou." Liam whispers and pouts. Louis knew liam was a sad drunk, but whenever he'd get like this, he was definitely telling the truth about his feelings.

"What's wrong li?" He kind of has to shout, since the music was so loud and obnoxious.

"I wish people would understand." Liam pouts.

"I do." Louis walks up closer and puts an arm around his shoulder, as liam winces.

"Li?"

"Mhm?"

"Why are you wincing?" He pointed it out.

"Nothing, I have to go." He says and within a second liam wasn't insight any longer.

Louis walked around the big house to try and find liam but there were so many rooms, he'd find liam about 5 days later. Instead he just walks and grabs food and drinks (mostly just standing in a corner after a while).

"Louiiiissssssssss. My favorite." Someone slurs and louis turns around to see the familiar moppy curls.

"Harry, the cheeky lil' shit." Louis smirks as harry walks to stand beside him.

"I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass. No treble." Harry sings and moves his finger around sassily. And louis swore he could have bursted out laughing.

"Musical I see."

"Ah yes I love music, just as much as I love your eyes." Harry slurs and steps in front of louis, trapping louis in between him and the wall.

"Slow down there tiger, thanks though." Louis smiles and turns his head awkwardly. Suddenly he feels a tingle in his cheek as he turns his head to see. It was harrys' hand. Louis could've melted in his touch if he could, like some chocolate in the hot hot sun.

"And your lips. You're so beautiful. Fuck. Look at you." Harry slurs again, getting even closer to louis' face than he was. Louis loved this feeling, louis felt euphoric. He could almost sing the song euphoria if he had to but he was too caught up in harrys' eyes to do so.

"Well, thank you very much." He bats his eyelashes still trying to put some humor in it, but to someone as drunk as harry, nothing is humorous.

Without even realizing, harry already had his lips pressed on to louis'. Louis' eyes widened and his head was spinning so much he could've ran all the way up to space and back down again. Louis didn't even open his mouth, harry just kept his lips there as if to feel something. Just to simply feel something.

And louis did feel something, after so long.

The evening went past quickly after that, harry immediately ran after he found out what he was doing and liam practically dragged louis out of the house, just so they could go home. When louis got home he gladly went up to his room and dug out the letters that he hid.

November 7th, 2022
11:32pm//

Hi,

I hope you listened and read this letter when I told you to, so as assuming that you did, here's what I want to say. This is the second time we've met and there are going to be a lot more lou. I know how you feel now, I know you've felt numb for a long time and so have I back then but fuck louis please please please remember, never ever depend your happiness on someone else. Nor do you give the happiness you don't have. Please, that's so important to remember.

Obviously yours,
Harry x

Louis didn't quite understand what he meant, but it's alright. He get's it, he should only depend his happiness on himself but what hurts louis the most is, is that he doesn't have any happiness. Even if he did he couldn't feel it, he felt numb and it hurt to feel numb.

Oh the irony.