Little Things || Larry Stylinson

Little Things || Larry Stylinson

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"Are you ever sorry?" Harry asked. "For loving you?" Louis smiled and shook his head. "No, there are so many things to be sorry for. But loving you isn't one of them." For some reason, that answer made Harry even more restless. "What are the things you're sorry about, then?" Harry asked after a while. "I'm sorry I wasn't quite right for you, that the timing wasn't quite right for us. We were never lacking in love. It wasn't a question of whether we loved each other enough or not because if love could fill a whole room, ours would have needed more space. It would have burst out of the windows and banged open doors." Louis stopped and smiled such a sad smile it broke his heart all over again. "You know I loved you so much." Harry whispered. Louis reached out to squeeze Harry's hands and said, "I know, sunshine. I know. But even the greatest of loves cannot withstand the wars of this world. And no matter how much we love each other, it wasn't a war we were supposed to win. I am complete if I'm with you, Harry but we weren't quite right. Those little things, those little moments, they aren't little." Do you think their relationship will work? They loved each other but things seems not right.
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"Hey," Louis cradled Harry's face. "Why are you crying?" Harry fell into the touch with a slow sigh. "Because I feel like it's the ugly part that nobody should see. You don't see that kinda stuff in romance books or movies, because it's just...ugh, too mundane? We're not like fighting, we're not making it better, we're not even romanticising it, which hello, credit?" Louis chuckled at that. "It's supposed to be a montage," Harry sighed. "Like look it's great until it isn't but even then it's still great and better than anything you have because we've got really hot people to play it out." "You're pretty hot to me," Louis whispered with a definite smirk. "Shut up, I'm an ugly crier," Harry sniffled. Small smile tugging at his lips. /// This part of the story is Harry-centred. More of his story and struggles. The timeline is intertwined with Dirty Talk, so read it first!

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