twenty seven minutes

twenty seven minutes

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everything has finally become too much for louis to handle. the lies, the fake relationships and fake smiles. the fans were right, they had always been right. louis loves harry but isn't allowed to have him. he's had enough and no longer wants to live this fake life. "you were right... all of you have always been right. every look, every subtle touch.. you were right" as he logs onto a live video chat for the last time and tells the world what they already knew, will it be enough to make harry realise the true meaning behind louis' words? "so in the next twenty-seven minutes i want to tell you the truth. every last bit of it.. but twenty-seven minutes is all the time left before i say goodbye" ~ not my story~
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Harry could tell he was upset. He denied it, but Harry knew, Harry always knew. He wanted to comfort him, but couldn't take the chance of someone seeing and it putting their relationship through even more. "What's wrong?" Harry whispered, hoping no one would notice. He worried more as he saw the tears well up in Louis' eyes. He could count on one hand the amount of times he's seen louis cry before now. He's always so strong. "Please," Louis whimpered as a tear escaped. Harry was about to ask what he meant, but stopped himself, he knew. "Louis. You know I want to, so much, but I can't. We can't. They'll kill us, we'll loose our jobs. You always say-" "Please," Louis cut him off, touching his arm slightly. The older boy knew exactly what he was doing and how this simple gesture would affect the younger lad. "Please just kiss me."

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