You know, when I look back on that time I don’t regret anything. I mean, yeah, there are things I wish I would have done, but I didn’t need to do them. Looking back, I had more love than some people have in a lifetime. It was amazing, truly, and I don’t think it would have been that way if it weren’t for him. The way he held me in his arms when I was shaking, cried when I told him, smiled when he got down on his knee and asked me to marry him, intertwined his fingers in mine every chance he got. That man was all I could ask for and more. He made me feel special, normal, especially normal. Someone in my situation just wants normal and he gave me that. He gave me everything I wanted, his love and his love only. I know how hard it was watching him do that for me, treat me with such kindness and practically not feel anything himself. It took guts, really. To not cry when I knew he wanted to, to not break down or break anything when he had every right to. He says I’m the strongest person he’s ever met, but in all reality he’s the strongest person I’ve ever met. He’s my hero. I look up to him. My only regret is not meeting him sooner and not spending more time with him. If I could have gotten to know him more, brush him hair out of his face one more time. If I could have told him I loved him five thousand more times. I loved him, more than I ever thought I could love someone. And I thank him for everything he gave me.
My name is Louis Tomlinson. I have cancer, and I fell in love with a boy named Harry. Our story isn’t special, but he is.
The Beach House ~ A Larry Stylinson Fanfiction (Completed)
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12 parts
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“Every man is afraid of something. That’s how you know he’s in love with you; when he is afraid of losing you.” Harry had many fears. Fear of messing up on stage. Fear of letting everyone down. But he’d never been afraid of losing someone. A friend. He wasn’t supposed to. On his road to success, losing a friend wasn’t on the list. But when Louis gets diagnosed with Stage 2 Leukemia, Harry’s entire world comes to a halt. That wasn’t supposed to happen. But it did and it’s affecting everyone in an unexplainable way. So Harry makes a plan: To take Louis to Simon’s beach house for seven months. It was supposed to be a stress reliever, just to help Louis get on his feet and fight this thing with no outward interference. But what starts out as just a harmless plan, becomes something so much more. Harry’s looking at him in a new way. Louis, who should be so shaken up, is nothing but strong. As days and weeks pass, what once was just a mere affection somehow, becomes jaded. It’s nothing brotherly and has nothing to do with Louis’s sickness. They are both falling for each other, in that beach house, as they experience laughs and hardships, strengths and vulnerabilities. They form so passionate and bonding, it’s almost dangerous. Their love seems unbreakable. But is it?