Our own little fairytale

Harry was an obeyed boy from a rich family until he met the bar singer Louis. A person who would make harry cross all his lines.

AN - Im not English, so sorry for mistakes and if you wont be able to understand the way i wrote my stories in, im trying my best. Love you

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18. Dear ....

 

A/N: rubbish letters, rubbish ending. Enjoy the rubbishness.

 

Dear princess

First of all, thank you for making me cry a full day, I’ve been locked up in my room, all by myself. Reading your letter over and over again…And I miss you. I miss you a lot. A sleeping you, are still my background. How can I possible change it, I printed a picture out of the two of us, and it’s now hanging on my wall, as well a small one is in my wallet. But boo, I hope you’ll be back one day. Or I’ll come to Paris to get you, I read that you lived there from your address. How is it there, in Paris? Beautiful? I bet you’re so much more beautiful. My princess a model? You’re kidding lou, no you can’t be serious can you? Ohh wait, I just found the pictures. Wow, you look beautiful baby. Is that really my Lou, but you’re missing the little sparkle you always have in your eyes, where is it? Baby I have to go No wait. I love you alright, we’ll see soon, or no. I’m sorry boo, I don’t want to risk your life. Maybe we can skype in secret? Now I really have to go, mum is calling. Sorry for a rubbish letter. I’ll write to you soon I promise baby. I’ll never forget you, if you won’t forget about me

Xoxo your hazbear

 

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Hello darling

Sorry for the long wait. I’ve been so busy with my new job. People all around the world, want to hire me for their new clothing line. Aint that amazing, I hope you’ll put me all over your wall. Because you are on mine. I had a bunch of photos of us, I printed out and covered a whole wall. It makes me sad, a lot. But yet it makes me happy, it makes me feel like you’re still here, sitting by my side, pressing small kisses to my neck, while I try to work. Because you’re impatient and “needs” me, you’re so cute. Would you do me a favour baby? Send me a picture of how you look now, tho I doubt you have changed over the last 6 months and 11 days. Wow have it already been that long my love, it’s awful, i- I’ll just (a tear drop there)

I had to change line you know I couldn’t write on top of a tear drop. But baby im thinking of you, day and night. Look at the moon, is it out? Think of me as being there as well, well through the moon you know, because we’re both looking at the same beautiful one. But it’ll never be beautifuller than you my love, my dearest love. I can’t write anymore, my hand is shaking and im crying. I love you baby, never forget me, because I can never forget about my first and only love. You.

Kisses your boo

 

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My little model, hi again

Its 7 months now, 7. Baby, I just can’t. I don’t know what to do anymore; I just want to be with you. I really do. Louis I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to live without you boo. I need you. I don’t know what to do! I’m just sitting here crying so hard, my parents just said that I have to marry taylor now, I can’t do that lou. I have to marry you, I’ll run away alright, I’ll come to paris, we can have secret meetings? What do you say to that. I just need to know. Answer fast baby. I love you more than anything.

Curly xoxo

 

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Hazbear love

I’ll have to say no. It’ll be a bad idea, when those people are still after me you know my love. I know they are. I get followed often, and I don’t even dare posting this myself, I get a friend to do it. I’m a dead man, if they find out of this. Whoever they are, they want me killed, no matter what. They gave me a chance to live, and I took it. But im risking everything on sending letters to you my love. You mean so much to me, I can’t stop writing, because this is the most safe thing we can do, and honestly we shouldn’t. But I have to. Baby, im sorry if this broke your heart deeply, but it’s how it has to be, and you should know that alright. You’re my prince on the white horse. Ohh wait you cant ride haha ;-) I love you baby.

Love you know who, because he loves you deeply.

Ps. Call me on skype Thursday at 8pm, remember to hide.

 

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They day arrived, it gave harry butterflies in his stomach. He went into the corner of the big closet of his, after closing the doors and turned on the lights. Louis’ name popped up on the screen and harry pressed the call button. His eyes teared up.

 

“Hi beautiful” Louis voice sounded just when the connection came.

 

Harry let out a low snob and covered his mouth as he saw Louis on the screen.

 

“you know I take that back, you have gotten uglier” he teased, tears streaming down his own cheeks. “you’re so beautiful my love, I can’t believe you have gotten this beautiful “ Louis said and released a snob as well.

 

“I miss you” harry whispered low.

 

“I miss you to baby. Hold on okay, im right here” he whispered, laying a hand on the screen where harrys cheek way. “im right here”

 

Harry giggled low. His heart was beating faster than usual. Louis and him hadn’t seen each other for about 7 months and 14 days.

 

“hows life?” harry whispered, not taking his eyes from louis.

 

“Its alright” he nodded. “I just- I need you here by my side baby, I really need you” Tears rolled down his cheek fastly, and small snobs leaving his mouth.

 

“I understand” he nodded. “its not quite easy without you here”

 

“One day, one day if you’re willing to wait, I’ll get to you. And marry you” Louis smiled through the tears.

 

“Will you marry me then?”

 

“I’ll marry you” Louis nodded with a small laugh.

 

Harry burst out a squeal and grinned widely, tears never stopping. “I’ll send you a ring, in that way we’re engaged “he smiled widely.

 

“Baby you don’t have to” Louis grinned.

 

“yes because then everyone knows you’re my baby boo” Harry smiled widely and nodded.

 

“I love you my love”

 

“I love you too princess”

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