six degrees of separation. [larry]

first degree

at first, louis was in shock. it felt like a dream. it felt like at any moment he would wake up next to harry and cuddle closer and fall back asleep.

that wasn't the case.

harry actually did storm out yesterday, promising to never return. 

louis didn't cry at first. he thought it was a joke. they were louisandharry, the power couple with an unbreakable bond. 

the tears, however, started soon after louis realized that it was no joke. he curled into a ball on the living room floor and cried until his flatmate zayn found him like that when he arrived home that night. he carried louis to bed and lied with him until he exhausted himself and fell asleep.

the next morning was rough. louis was still in shock, as he realized how much his life was about to change. harry basically lived with louis and zayn. his belongings were scattered all around the flat. clothes, textbooks, things of the sort. who would keep galileo, the fish they bought for their two year anniversary?

so yeah, louis cried. he wept until his chest hurt and his throat was scratchy. he wasn't angry. he could never be angry at harry. he was in love and his heart hurt at the thought of it.

so louis cried, trying to ease the pain in his chest. zayn tried to comfort him as best he could, but it was no use.

louis tomlinson was indeed heartbroken over harry styles.

thE ENDING OF THIS PART IS CLICHE AS FUCK BUT I TRIED OK.