Dear Louis... || Larry Stylinson

Dear Louis... || Larry Stylinson

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"Lui era forte. Era forte davvero. Potevi gridargli contro le cose più brutte che ti passavano per la mente. E lui, sarebbe stato lì, ad ascoltarti, inerme. Ne aveva già passate tante di cose brutte durante la sua vita che oramai le persone e le loro parole, non lo spaventavano più. Non lo ferivano più. Era più forte di tutto, e di tutti. O perlomeno, era molto bravo a farlo credere."
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Louis hated Harry. He was walking around like he was superior, thinking he was so hot and sexy. Well, Louis could see right through it. They had been in a band together for almost two years and Louis avoided him at any cost. What he couldn't avoid on the other hand was how fucking clumsy Harry was. One night Harry tripped on stage and pushed Louis over the edge. While he was unconscious a woman appeared and told him that he had an old soul and that he had lived many lives. She said that she wanted to show him some of those lives to make him realize something. It wasn't like he had anything better to do, being unconscious and all that so he agreed. So he went on some freaky journey in his mind and he couldn't even get away from Harry when he was passed out because every life he had lived included one certain green-eyed boy by his side... Purely fictional. Trigger warning: death

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