love will speak (larry stylinson)

Louis is just the typical quiet boy in the back of the class, not saying much, trying to be invisable. But than that new boys enters the classroom and turns his world upside down. Will he ever find the courage to tell Harry his feelings? And that he's gay isn't the only thing he tries to hide.

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8. without you

Harry's pov

It was only a day before we would go back England and the idea of leaving Louis behind was killing me. Ofcourse I had to explain to my friends why I freaked out when I saw the car accident. I just made up I saw it happen before and I almost lost a friend, and It just felt like it was happening all over again. Luckely they weren't smart enough to see how upset I really was. I spend the days with my friends at a local pup but I wasn't drinking anything at all. all the students were acting like nothing happened at all. I tried to look happy but I never slept that bad in years. I was tired and lonely. 'Take this beer, you look like you can use one.' Milo said as he pushed his pint in my way. 'No thanks.' I asnwered. Everyone gave me weird looks. 'I'm still feeling a bit sick, I don't want to vomit on the way back.' They nodded. I didn't know how many lies would follow but I just wished I could tell them the truth.

 

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It was the day we would ge back and I wasn't feeling like going back at all. These two weeks had changed me, in a good way, and I didn't want it to end. We were all stepping on the plane and before I knew it we were back in England. 

 

I inmidiatly went home, my parents kept asking me how the trip went but I didn't feel like talking. Ofcourse my mom won't let me go to my room without telling everything. She's just a typical mother I guess. 'How did the trip went honey?' She asked as I took a seat in the living room. 'Good I guess.'  'Did something went wrong?' 'No...no...I'm just tired. Can I please go upstairs now, I really want to catch up some sleep.' She nodded and I went to bed and an hour later I fell asleep.

 

Louis pov

I hated to be in the hospital by myself, I was lonely and bored and I missed Harry. So now and then the teacher came to look if I was okay but for most of the time I was alone and it was hard to get used to it again. And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse the doctor wanted to talk about something els but the car accident. It was a older man with a serious expression, not someone I'd like to tell overything to. 'Mister Tomlinson.' He started as he took a seat next to my bed. He was talking ridiculously slow so he propably knew I was deaf. 'The doctor found some odd scars on your wrist so your teacher asked for someone to talk to you, you're English right?' I nodded. ''I hate to ask this, but do you selfharm?' I got a lumb in my troath. I never told anyone about my selfharming, no one but Harry. 'I used to.' I said barely hearable. 'Do you want to tell me why?' I stared at a random spot on the ceiling for a while and then looked back at the doctor. 'Because my father is always gone, I don't have a mother and I barely have friends.' I rambled as quick as I could. I didn't want to talk about this, I didn't want to cry, to show my sensible side. 'But you quit?' I nodded. 'What made you quit?'  'My boyfriend.' I said so quiet I doubted he heard me. 'Your boyfriend?'  'Yeah...I forgot to mention I'm gay.' I murmered. 'Well...if this guy prevents you from selfharming he must make you happy.'  'He does. So we don't need to talk about this don't we? I mean I quit.' The doctor gave me a half smile, and I thought it was a bit creepy, and stood up. 'No, I think you will be alright, you'll be able to go home in two days.' I nodded. Two days...I think I can handle two days.

 

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Harry's pov

As always I was bored during class but it always made me happy when my phone buzzed and I knew it was Louis, I didn't put his name in my phone though, just in case someone would look in it.

 

from Love:

How are you? xx <3

 

from Harry:

I'm so bored, class is so boring, sometimes I think you're lucky you can't hear the teacher xx <3

 

from Love:

It's not always luck, but back to you, you didn't get any problems with your friends I hope? xx <3

 

from Harry: 

No, don't worry, by now I learned how to talk myself out of things xx <3

 

from Love:

Luckely, I'd feel so guilty otherwise xx <3

 

from Harry:

You're so cute, I wish I could hug you xx <3

 

from Love:

Just hugging huh? ;) xx <3

 

from Harry: 

I's also like to kiss you, god I think I won't leave your lips when you get back xx <3

 

from Love:

That would get akward I think xx<3

 

from Harry: 

Yeah Imagina us walking around like that on the streets xx <3

 

from Love: 

that would be weird xx <3

 

form Harry: 

When are you coming back? I miss you :( xx <3

 

from Love: 

in two days, I miss you too ... :( xx <3

 

'Do you you want to share with the class what you are texting about Mister Styles?' The teacher suddently snapped my out of my conversation with Louis. 'Uhm....No, I'll put it away.'  'Good idea, and next time when I bust you, I'll read your co,nversation out loud.'  'Okay Miss.' Well, I hoped that that wouldn't happen, I would have a lot of explaining to do. 

 

Two days, I need to do this for two more days...

 

Louis pov

But those two days felt like two weeks instead, and then finally I was able to go home. Even though me chest and leg still hurt, I walked to the exit as fats as I could. 'Luckely your leg wasn't broken.' The nurse with a thick french accent, but she seemed friendly.. I smiled back and waited untill the teacher brought me to the airport. It was still an hour waiting so I pulled my phone out my pocket to text Harry. Time flew when I was talking to Harrybecause the teacher had to tap my shoulder to tell me we needed to go to the gate. Butterflies were all over my stomach, a few more hours and I would see Harry again. 

 

Bieng back in England gave me mixed feelings. What would happen now? Will things change? Or will everything be exactly like it was before? Would Harry give up on me? What if he does? Can I handle that? I knew I had to go back to school tomorrow so I would find out soon. My father still wasn't home, like I expected. So I could quickly grab something to eat and go to bed without needing to tell what happened, I guess my dad doesn't even know that I got hit by a car. 

 

I quickly ate a microwave meal and went to be, not wanting to be too tired when I would go back to school. 

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