Larry one shots (Self harm)

What if Louis died?

Louis' POV

I'm sick of not being able to live like I want. I hate everything and now as I sit here dragging this stupid blade across my wrist I get no satisfaction. No numbing sensation. Nothing. I know what I have to do. I need to leave. I need to get out of here. Permanently.

I got the note paper and took the pen. I wrote my last words with a shaky hand, tears rolling down my checks as I sobbed hysterically. I put the pen down and stared at the note. I'm finally doing this.

I started my car and took a deep breath. I drove around for a few hours while I calmed down. I have to make this look like an accident.

I was now on the highway. I knew how I could pull this off without hurting anyone else. I just had to chose the right moment.

Car after car drove by me and I was beginning to lose patience until I seen the perfect opportunity. A car with a lone driver.

I slowly accelerated and within seconds I felt the impact. I could feel everything inside me explode. My body lunged forward, I heard cars screaming to a halt and people screaming. As I felt a strange yet comforting sensation roll over my body I knew I succeeded. It was over.

Harry's POV

I open the front door to be greeted by an empty lounge room. Normally Louis is sitting on the coach waiting for me but this time he wasn't and I had a strange sickly feeling that something was wrong. I went and put my gym towel in the wash room and took my sneakers off. The off feeling still looming. I walked over the the table to see a note with a few simple words.
"Always in my heart Harry Styles. Yours sincerely, Louis."
I put the note down confused then I heard the phone ring. Little did I know that one phone call would ruin my life forever.

Hey! So I'm a terrible writer but it's how I rant. You'll be able to tell what mood I'm in by my writing. This is a good idea to go ahead with these one shots? Please, if you are triggered don't hesitate to message me!!!!