Don't (Larry)

Prologue:

"I went away for months until our paths crossed again"

"Louis?" Harry's voice sounded from the other end of the phone and I smiled to myself.

"Hi Haz..." I breathed clutching on to the phone.

"You ready for the tour? Finally leaving tomorrow!" Harry mused almost giddy. I glanced at the mirror on my wall and noticed that I was smiling, something I've stopped doing.

"Yeah definitely. Looking forward to it." I nodded.

"Mhm, haven't seen you in months Lou. I've...missed you." 

I held the phone tighter pressing it to my ear, almost like it would let me be closer to Harry at that moment if I did that. I closed my eyes savouring his words, capturing the way his voice sounded as he said them.

"I've missed you too Haz. Hey, I have to go, need to pack and stuff. See you tomorrow. At the airport." I breathed, excitement coursing through my veins just by the thought that I would see him again. 

"Ok see you tomorrow babe." He chuckled before hanging up. 

Babe... I giggled to myself shaking my head in awe and getting up from my bed walking up to the mirror whilst pocketing my phone. I stood in front of it looking myself over and grimacing at the person who stared back at me.

All I could see was greasy hair, my fringe needing a trim, an over grown beard, black bags under my eyes and my collarbones slightly poking out . I sighed running my hand through my hair and scrunching my nose up at the horrible feeling.

With a slight nod I walked over to the bathroom and turned the hot water on letting it run as I took my clothes off and put them in the washing basket. I trimmed my fringe quickly and decided to shave once I got out of the shower and then I had to try and eat something. If I don't start putting weight on he'll notice and I'll never hear the end of it and all because he cares.

Me doing this is all for him, I must look perfect.