I wish I wasn't writing this, I wish I didn't feel the need to write this. I wish everything could just be ok, but im not ok. I haven't been ok since the day I met you, on the X factor, we met in the toilets but we spoke for the first time when I walked up to you and Niall. We hit it off immediately and when you looked in my eyes I knew I loved you. It only took one look. I loved you. I fell more in love with every word you spoke. I fell more in love with every line you sang. I fell more in love with every curl that fell in front of your face. I fell in love with your mossy green eyes, your laugh, your smile, your dimples, your curls, your voice, your body, your kindness, your passion, your love for music.
I fell in love with Harry Styles but he didn't know.
You always saw our relationship as completely platonic, you went on dates constantly. You dated so many girls and just flaunted the relationship right in front of me. I know you knew. I was so obvious. Niall knew. Liam knew. Zayn knew. For fucks sake Simon even knew. Simon said if I ever wanted to pursue a relationship with you he would allow it. I was too scared to try anything though.
I know you arent straight and I think that's what hurts the most about you not loving me, I can't blame it on the fact that you don't like guys, because you do. It's just me you don't like, you don't like me. It's how I act, how I look, how I sing. Harry Styles could never and will never love me. And that is why I'm doing this. But I dont want you to blame yourself. It's a decision I made. I know I won't ever be good enough for anyone so even if you didn't come into my life this was bound to happen. I'll miss you and I know you will miss me but you still won't feel the way I do.
I'll miss your laugh, I love making you laugh. That's my favorite thing ever. I love it more than singing. I love to tell stupid jokes just to hear that beautiful laugh.
I love to compliment you, to see the light shade of red take over your cheeks and the dimpled grin spread across you face. I'll miss your smile.
I'll miss the way your curls are always pulled back in a bandana or beanie, soon it'll get long enough for a bun, I wish I would be there to see it.
Harry, I have to go it's getting late and I know you'll be home soon with some girl because you went out to the club but I have one more thing to say to you. Don't ever stop being who you are. Wear nail polish, you have like 8 bottles in your room yet you never wear any. Wear it. Wear the clothes you want. Ditch the white shirts. I like that pink shirt with the polka dots you bought a few months back but never wore. It would look amazing on you. Stand out from everyone else because you, Harry Styles, are truly one of a kind and im honestly so lucky I was able to have you in my life.
I love you, Louis xx
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