1D bromance one shots!

Things we left behind-lirry

Hey! I'm here with another oneshot! Also, WHY DID NO ONE ANSWER THE VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION I HAD IN THE A/N?!?! Seriously, I would like to post that male one, but I'm worried about it!!! Can SOMEONE answer the question?!?! Thank you... Anyways, this one is sad, I'm sorry. I just thought of the title a and went, that's a good title, but what is it about, and ten the plot came in and it's sad... Whoops... Sorrynotsorry.
Anyone watch Death Note? I spent 3 1/2 hours watching t and I still have no clue what's going on... I realise that's ridiculous to watch it for 31/2 hours if I don't understand it, but I thought it was one of those shows where you understand as you watch on, but nope. I was so f*cking confused and terrified because, what the bloody hell was this author thinking?!?! Sweet Jesus... That anime looked like someone from a mental institute wrote it... Jesus Christ... Anyways, don't cry too much about this one... It's also very very VERY short... It's almost 3:30am here... I will make up for it with a birthday Narry oneshot tomorrow for a late Harry's birthday treat.
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Third POV
The room was dark, shadows casting along the floor and walls, the windows ha their curtains drawn, making the room seem more dreary and depressing. In the middle, sat a boy, about 20, on a bed. He was tall, abnormally tall, and had a wild head of brunette curls. He sat slouched over a show box, pulling out things from it and staring at them. The boy sat there, staring at the objects, mostly pictures, and his eyes glistened with unshed tears. He laid the photo down gently and picked up another. This time, a tear escaped, cascading down his cheek. He made no move to wipe it away, just stared at the small photo, running his fingers over the face of one of the boys in it. The photo, seeming small and insignificant, held a powerful meaning to the boy. The photo, was of two boys. One, you could tell was himself, from his curly hair. The other was a shorter boy, he had light brown hair and chocolate eyes. The two were smiling at the camera, hand in hand, and leaning on each other. The brunette boy let out a stifled sob.
"Liam..."
He placed his hand over his mouth, hoping no one in the house heard him.
His tears were now flowing.
"Liam... I miss you... I miss your smile, your laugh, your eyes... I just miss you..." He cried.
"Why did you stop calling? Is it because I moved?" The boy was mumbling to himself, talking himself in hope of trying to stop crying. That never worked, but he still tried. His voice began to get choked up, his sobs tearing through his chest. 
"Liam... Liam..." the name became a mantra, spoken over and over again in mumbled breaths. "Please come back... Or at least call... I need to hear your voice... I miss you..."
The pictures had fallen from his hand, all but one. The picture was held closely to his chest. as though if he let it go, it would disappear. The picture held dear to the boys heart, more than any of the other objects in the shoebox. It was a picture of the same Brown eyed boy, but this time he was alone. He was looking off into the distance as the sun set. It really was a beautiful picture. His thoughts were broken by a ringing. He reached for his phone, still clutching the photo to his chest. He flipped it open slowly, not checking the caller ID.
"H-Hello?" His voice was cracked from the sobs, making him stutter.
"Haz, is that you? Were you crying? Are you okay, love?" the one voice he had been waiting to her from for months spoke throught the phone.
"L-Liam?!"
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It's short, sucky, and I was trying not to fall asleep while writing it. I wrote it after I woke up at 3am and couldn't fall asleep. I'm sorry... I will make up for it with a Late narry Harry's birthday one shot... Also, SHOULD I POST THE NARRY MALEC ONESHOT?!?!?! FOR GODS SAKE, THAT THING HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY NOTES FOR SEVEN MONTHS!!!!!!