{ the help ; larry stylinson fanfiction }

Louis wakes up everyday with coffee and cigarettes, alone. Harry is depressed and has to take pills. One rainy day, Harry gets sick of bottling everything inside and gets out the phone book. His finger lands on “Louis Tomlinson.” Harry writes everything he is feeling onto that paper, sending it to Louis. Since Louis and Harry are towns away, Harry didn’t feel the need to not use his address. Louis gave him help. Harry starts developing feelings for the man behind the letters. Is it possible to feel so strongly over someone you’ve never met…physically?