Isn't it funny (L.S)

Isn't it funny (L.S)

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2013 - "Louis! Why are you doing this?!" Harry exclaimed. Tears rolling down his rosy cheeks as he followed Louis throughout the condo, watching louis pack up everything he owned. "Louis , please answer me!" He cried. Louis sighed as he paused from grabbing his things. He turned around and faced a distraught Harry. "What Harry?" He asked annoyed. Harry stared into his eyes tying to make sense of all of this. It wasn't adding up. "Why? Why are you doing this? Why are you leaving me like this?" Harry rushed out. "Because!" Louis proclaimed. "God! Because what?!" Harry replied. "Because you're not enough for me! Because I don't want you anymore! B-Because....I never loved you." Louis admitted. Harry lips parted as if he was going to reply, but couldn't. He stepped back a bit as hot tears rushed down his face. He silently shook his head in denial that this is happening. "Louis...you don't mean that." Harry whispered. Louis scuffed and continued with packing his stuff up. "Yes I do. I only dated you because...because I felt bad for you. You were young and obsessed with me. You looked desperate so I entertained it for a few." Louis explained. "For a few?! We've been together for three fūcking years!" Harry yelled in disbelief. Louis walked passed him and into their- Harry's room. He grabbed his suitcase and bags and picked them up. He walked back out of the room and headed for the front door. Harry stood two feet behind him watching Louis stop at the door. louis turned to Harry , getting ready to say something but changed his mind. "Goodbye Harry." Louis said and walked right out of the door. Harry dropped to his knees and cried. Tear after tear and sob after sob, it just kept coming. He didn't understand. He thought they were okay. But...maybe they wasn't. Maybe he did something wrong. he wasn't enough. He cried all night, and all morning the next day. And screamed all night until his throat was sore. Then he cried some more. Why wasn't he enough
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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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