Don't Let Go~ Larry Stylinson.

Louis held the blade over his wrist.
He felt ashamed,he hadn't let this happen in 2 weeks. But this stuff that had been happening,it was becoming to much to handle.
He checked behind him,looking through the dark alley to make sure no one was about to walk through.
He turned round to be knocked over by someone, blade dropping.
"Oh sorry,are you okay? Here let me help you up! "
"Oh...thanks..."
He looked up and the person and was greeted by green eyes covered by messy brown curls.
Cute,he thought.
Louis tried to reach for his blade but the stranger glanced where his had was going.
"No. I know I'm just a stranger who has just knocked you over but no. I can't let you do this. Let me help you.....I'm Harry,Harry Styles."