Two-thirds of my life is dark, black, in fact, I don't remember anything from six years ago and past. I don't think the world hates me because I can't remember anything from my childhood, no, I don't blame anyone. Maybe because what you don't know can't hurt you, right? It's my fault; I know it is even if they don't blame me. So, I deserve this right? I deserve being tortured like this. I should keep my guard up, I should, and I will never put it down, ever again. I am satisfied with my life until he came, I know I have no right to act like this because it's not his fault, no; he has no fault at all. All he does is save me, but I know that I can never give what he wants, which makes me frustrated and guilty. He should leave, now. I just love him, no matter what. (This story is being edited, but the new chapters are still typewritten via phone so yeah, you can point out the mistakes, thanks! Enjoy!)
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Guilt. Such a simple word, but one lethal injection can lead to death. Louis Tomlinson is in such a state. His past is haunting him, and it refuses to go away.
Harry is dead. Nothing can change that, Louis knows. But it still hurts. It hurts more than anyone can imagine or understand.
He tries to run from the guilt, moving to a different school, but it follows him there. Welcoming, cheerful Liam Payne attempts to coax him into the school's social circles, but Louis will have none of it: Liam reminds him too much of Harry. So he continues with his life: cutting, writing in a notebook to those who are long gone, wallowing in his guilt...and swiftly falling in love with Liam.
Will this prove too much in the end? Is Louis truly...unfixable?
*Includes death, depression, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, boyxboy, and AN ADORABLE ENDING, I promise!*