P.s i still love you

Ch. 24

Louis POV-

These packages, on a normal persons mind, should be considered creepy and stalkerish, but something about them comforts me.

Call me weird, call me stupid, i dont care. You wouldn't understand unless it was you.

I've been impatient waiting for the next Thursday to come. I would like to know what these letters add up to, or atleast what they are meant for.

It just now occurred to me how incredibly cheesy these, obviously dollar-store bought, plastic letters were.

Its now wednesday and the boys have only really contacted me once. Should i really say boys? because really it was just Liam.

Im about to go to their house to apologize for last week. Its been way too boring, depressing even.

Before i leave i grab a brand new box of crackers and start the car and head towards their house once again.

In the car, our song Strong came on, but this time i didnt turn it up. Instead i turned it off. How could i listen to the song that pretty much ruined everything.

Strong was the song that Harry's eyes became teary on. He would look at me and i would look back at him. I heard someone faintly yell something about us being 'queers'. Normally i would ignore it. But the way whoever said it had so much sincere disgust in their voice, made me snap.

That was the day I made sure I no longer fondly touched nor looked at Harry. In fact, i just started calling him names. I started saying he was a waste of space. Oh how i was wrong.

The lyrics 'is it so wrong, is it so wrong, that you make me strong' hit me the hardest, because yes, it was 'so' wrong.

Harry used to tell me he was the reason he hadn't left. Now im the reason he has.

I shake my head to rid of the disturbing thoughts. Luckily, i was on a road with only about two other cars that were far ahead of me.

When i arrive at the doorstep of the old flat, i knock loudly, rapping my knuckles against the door repeatedly.

Liam opens the door and allows me in.

"Im sorry, guys." I say, sitting down on the couch.

"Im sorry too." Zayn speaks.

"So im okay?"

"Sure, yeah." Niall and Zayn say in unison.

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We hang out the rest of the day and right before i open the door i speak, "Oh and Niall?"

"Yeah?" He questions.

"Here." I say throwing him the crackers i had kept near the door with a wink.

"Thank you!" He says in awe and gives me a hug.

I nod and leave.

Niall will never just not forgive you if you bring him food.

A/N
I haven't updated in like over a week. IM SORRY. Ily ily . Vote & comment if you like this storyy ♥︎