Louis wasn't a sad 22 year old. Sure, he had those days when he would be a little bit because of silly reasons, but he was a genuinely happy person. With floppy brown hair, green blue eyes and a cute little smile that seems to be contagious. He enjoys Harry. Harry's a 20 year old boy. He's sad. He's not sad all the time, especially when he's with other people. It's not like he has a terrible life, far from it. He adores the people around him, but not himself. He has a cheeky grin, skinny body and is a simply depressed boy. But, the world doesn't know he feels so useless and shattered inside. He just might be 1/5 of One Direction, trying to hide his sadness from his friends. He just might be on his breaking point. He just might be in love with his openly gay best friend Louis. He just might be closeted. He just might be scared. They've been in this god damn band for 4 years and he's just tired, not of the fans or concerts, he's tired of himself. He tries so hard to just not be him anymore. *MINI FANFICTION, SO CHAPTERS ARE SHORT AND STORY IS A LITTLE RUSHED. BUT I THINK IT'S CUTE SO YA* // Ziall Horlik and Larry Stylinson// started - 5/17/14; finished- 5/18/14
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