Solo (Larry Stylinson)

One Fight. One fight that will change and destroy lives for the worst. One fight that will cause achinhg pain. One fight that will make these boys' hearts crumble. [WARNING: THERE IS LARRY AND NIAM]


3. He Changes Me

**Harry's Point Of View**


Louis went first for the game of Truth-or-Dare.

"Liam, truth or dare?" Louis asked, then whispered something to Niall.

"Uh... Dare!" Liam said smiling.

"Okay, I dare you to swear like a salior."

Liam went wide-eyed and took a deep breath.

"Shut up, you fucking bitch." Liam said quickly and covered his mouth.

We all laughed at him and moved on.

"Harry, truth or dare?" Liam said, quite bluntly.

"Truth!" I nearly screamed. You don't think I was stupid enough to do a dare, do you?

"What's your biggest secret?"

"Oh, um... Can I pass?" I asked nervously.

"No, you may not. Answer it!" Liam said. He sounded... angry?

"Well... I... uh. I..." I stopped stuttering and got up.

I started walking upstairs. I wasn't about to answer that question. Secrets are secrets and they aren't meant to be told. It's my secret and I don't want to tell it.

**Louis' Point Of View**

"Haz? Where are you going. You need to answer the question!" Liam called after Harry.

I don't understand why Liam asked such a personal question. He usually asks simple questions like, 'What's your favorite animal?' or 'What was your favorite part of your day?' never personal questions like 'What's your biggest secret?'

"Liam, drop it." Zayn said. He sounded angry with Liam.

"I'll go check on him." I said, getting up and stumbling a bit.

Liam sighed and looked around. Honestly, what would make him want an answer so much? It's Harry's personal life. Liam sounded like a interviewer or reporter. He was harassing one of his best mates! I'm sorry, but that bothers me.

I walked upstairs and started looking for Harry.

"Hazza?" I whispered.

I heard a faint crying... and it was coming from my room...

"Haz?"  I whispered again as I pushed my door ajar.

I couldn't get a good view of him so, I opened the door all the way. I saw Harry laying on my bed, curled into a ball, the duvet covering his body.

"Harry? Are you okay?"

I got no response, so I sat down beside him. I place my hand on his back and asked him if he was okay, again. Still, no response. I pulled the duvet up and slipped under it, so I could see his face.

"Harry. I need an answer." I whispered, trying to keep a sooth voice.

"I'm fine, Louis." I heard a slight mumble as he rolled over, his back facing me.

"If you were fine, you wouldn't be crying. And why again are you in my room?"

All I got in response was a mumble that I couldn't make out and I knew that if I told him to speak up, he would be mad. So, I just gave up. I got up and walked out of the room.

I know, that was kind of mean, but I was kind of scared I would say something wrong. I always do when I'm around him... Because he changes me...



I'm sorry, my chapters suck. I just... yep.

~Kay xx

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