They Called Us Larry Stylinson [BOOK 1]

Our Wrongs.

-I know I shouldn't say much considering you all won't really read this anyways because of how I left the last chapter, buuuuttt this story only has a few chapters left. I know exactly how I want to finish these last few chapters, sooo...PREPARE FOR SOME TWISTS!! That's all I'm going to say. Oh, ANNNDDD this chapter has a lot more detail and description in it cause I want you to feel how broken everyone feels. Maybe I'll over do it, but oh well. I HAD HELP!

Also, this chapter is dedicated to @TomlinsonsBabe5 because all her comments either make me laugh really hard, or smile really BIG, even though they're so short. So, much love to her! :)-

It's been days, weeks even, since we've seen him. Or either of them for that matter. It's hard to believe, though, how one simple little fight could make such a big result. It's so heartbreaking to know that people, ourselves even, are the ones that cause such things. It's even harder to believe that someone could just stand by and watch because they know there's nothing they can do, but let fate take its course.

That's what we did. I mean, none of us knew what to do. We've tried contacting Louis, but after that fight, Louis disappeared. No one has seen or heard from him since. Harry, on the other hand, has locked himself up in his own room since we got back and no one has heard from him, either. He won't talk. We only know where Harry is at the moment, and Louis? We haven't found him yet...

Our fans are worried out of their tiny little minds, saying things like, "This is our fault", and "What if One Direction break up?", or "If only we could have helped more." It's so hard to even go on the Internet or even the TV because all you hear is, "Louis has gone missing", and "One Direction is over", or "One Direction are liars."

It's slowly, but surely, tearing all of us apart...

I looked up when I heard a noise from the hallway. I thought it was Harry, but I was wrong. It was just Zayn coming out of Harry's room for the hundredth time today with a still full plate of food.

"It didn't work this time either, did it?"

"No, Niall. It didn't."

"It's even worse then last time...isn't it?" I asked weakly. All Zayn does is nod his head. I can tell he's frustrated. He's been trying to get Harry to eat something, or even to move from his spot on his bed for the past two weeks. But Harry just won't budge.

"He won't even respond when I say his name, Niall. It's almost like...almost like he can't even hear me. Or even see me. He just sits there." Zayn trails off quietly.

"Zayn..." I start, but he cuts me off.

"I'm gonna kill him."

"You don't mean that." Liam assured.

"Better yet, I'll kill them both because none of this would be happening if we were just honest from the beginning. But no, they were too afraid."

"Zayn, I think we all were a little afraid. I mean, isn't everyone afraid of getting in trouble? Now, you just need to relax. You're not making this any better."

"Relax? You want me to relax?!" Zayn pauses for a moment to calm himself and then says, "I can't, Niall and I won't. You two haven't seen him yet. You two haven't even been within two feet of Harry's room and if this is how Harry is...I don't even want to know what Louis looks like."

It's quiet for a few moments before Zayn speaks again. "Harry has shut himself up so much to the point where it doesn't even seem like he exists anymore. He just sits there, staring out that window like Louis is going to come back. Well, guess what? Louis isn't coming back or he would have done so by now!"