While Harry banters with Louis for the Larry shippers, Niall is slowly dying. If hurts his so badly, he does awful things to himself because of his strong love for Harry. But of course, nobody cares about Niall and EVERYONE puts Larry at the top of their shipping list. But when the boys find out about his scars and the other things he's doing to himself, everyone knows what question comes after that. "Why would you do such a thing?" BOYxBOY MATERIAL. WARNING:: THIS BOOK HAS EXTREME EMOTIONAL AND PHYSICAL HARM. DO NOT READ IF YOU CAN'T PROCESS THESE THINGS WELL. ~~That1DLeprechaun (From Instagram)

✘THIS IS THE SEQUEL FOR PAPER PLANES.✘

Mia Jane Scott was the girl who wanted to be a writer. She was the girl who spilled hot coffee all over Ashton Irwin. She was the girl who stole Ashton Irwin's heart. Ashton Irwin was the boy who played drums in the band 5SOS. He was the boy who wrote letters to a girl. He was the boy who was in love. Somehow they always found themselves asking, 'Is this going to be my happy ending or are we just throwing paper planes? ✔Completed •Sequel might be happening but I'm not sure•

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"Where are you going, Louis?" I asked concernedly as I saw Louis packing his things. "Away from here." Was all he said. He continued to throw clothes into his bag. "What? Why?" I walked closer to him, and began to reach out for him, but he moved away before I could. "I'm sorry. I.. I can't be here anymore." Louis slung the bag over his shoulder and began to walk out. "Whats going on?" A tear slid down my face. "I-I'll fix us. Just please, don't go." I saw Louis' hand clench into a fist. "I have to. Just stop talking and go do what you were doing." The door slammed, and I jumped. Tears began to fall down my face. I felt empty. The love of my life was gone. Louis' P.O.V. I dialed the number on my phone when I was far away from the house. "Is it done?" They asked. "I can't believe you made me hurt her like that. I love her, you know. I was going to marry her." I spat into the phone. A stray tear slid down my face, and I wiped it away quickly. "Well, this is your job now, Louis. You can't throw it away on a girl you supposedly love."