Clouds |Larry Stylinson|

Prologue (Important to understand the story)

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Prologue

I couldn't control my anger as my fist made contact with the dry wall. I was so indisputably angry. I glared down at the curly headed boy who had backed up in the corner of the room and slid down against the wall. His once alive and curious eyes were now flooded with tears, fear, and sorrow. I would have pitied him if it wasn't for my exasperation. All I could do was replay the episode that had lead to where this boy and I are now. 

"Lou...." he squeaked out. 

"Don't Harry! Don't you dare 'Lou' me!" I chastised him. "How could you? I trusted you! You were my love, my life, the truth I couldn't explain, the only one I saw. And you threw that all away when you made that stupid mistake! I'm so disgusted with you now."

"Were? Were? You don't love me anymore Louis?" Harry asked his forest green eyes wide with fear. I dared not look him directly, for I knew the second I did, I would want to swing myself into his arms and tell him everything would be okay. But it wouldn't. I knew it wouldn't. For that reason, I didn't look at him. 

"No." I snarled, after nearly five minutes of silence. That  was the biggest lie I had ever told. I loved this boy with my entire being. No matter what he ever did, I would always love him. But I couldn't I couldn't allow myself to fall back into the world of perfection. I would only get hurt again. Harry needed to learn his lesson, otherwise he would do it again and again, and I would keep getting hurt. 

I could hear Harry sobbing. I didn't want to hurt him the way he did me, but this was the only way. 

"You should go." I said, my voice barely audible. I looked at Harry, regretting it almost immdiately. His hair was disheveled, eyes wild and scared, his face stained from the tears. He looked awful. And it was because of me. No. I reminded myself. He brought it on himself.

I expected Harry to argue, to remind me that both of our names were on the lease, but instead he just nodded and got up. 

"I love you Louis. I have loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you and I will love you till I breathe my last breath. No matter whatever happens, how much I hurt you, or you hurt me, I will always love you." with those last words, he opened the door to our shabby little apartment, stepped over the threshold that he had once carried me over on our first day of moving in, gave me a wry smile, and left. 

This moment, I have relived every day and every night for the last five months. I had watched the love of my life walk away from me, without doing anything to stop him. I had made a lot of mistakes in my petty twenty two years of life, but letting Harry Styles get away from me was the worst damn one.