The Date Journal (Harry Styles FanFic)

The Date Journal (Harry Styles FanFic)

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Harry Styles
What if everything you ever wanted came true? Amazing friends, a job that was taking off, and not to mention a super star boyfriend. "I love you, Harry, but my friends will always come first. I can't do this anymore. They need me too much," I said as tears snaked down my face rapidly. "No, we can work through this. They are the strongest people I have ever met, but you are the strongest. Please don't do this," he begged, tears streaming down his own face as well. I shook my head. "Don't forget me. I'll be coming back for you, because I have never been so into somebody before," I tried to lighten the mood by quoting his song. "I love you, Heather. So, so much," he whispered, pressing his lips to mine. "I love you, too." And that, dear diary, is how my heart broke into a thousand pieces. My last date in my date journal.
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"Say something Lou... please. Say something..." "Football and Gay don't go together, Harry. Why can't you understand that I can't give you what you want from me? I... I don't even feel..." he paused. For a fleeting second, I was hopeful. I waited for him to finish the sentence. "I don't feel the same about you, Harry". Louis finally said, his tone mundane. He had his back turned to me so I couldn't read his face when he said this. I wanted to look into his blue eyes when he said this. He's lying. He had to be lying. "Lou please... Look at me, Lou...", I was practically begging him. I felt my chest constrict. I couldn't breathe again. I tried to take deep breaths in, but I couldn't feel air filling up my lungs. "Lou you promised you won't leave... You promised you would always be there for me". Tears were pouring out of my eyes uncontrollably and it blurred my vision. I tried to wipe them off with the back of my hand. I was a mess. When my vision cleared, I could see him starting to walk away. "Don't go Louis. You don't have to love me back, Lou. Just please don't leave. Let's be friends?" A weird prickling feeling was spreading through my body, flowing through my veins. It was numbing my hands, feet, my entire body. I was now on my knees. He was leaving me. My Louis was leaving me. "It hurts Lou. I would rather die than feel this way". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Harry Styles is spellbound by the blue-eyed football star of Crestwood Academy, Louis Tomlinson. He is happy to finally have found something more entrancing than music and art. Louis Tomlinson finds Harry, the new student, quite intriguing. He's utterly confused with feelings he is sure he has never felt before. The two boys soon become best friends but will they fall truly, madly, deeply in love?

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