Criminal { Larry Stylinson }

I ran to my flat. God, I'm such a fucking coward. I should have told him off..I should have shown him who's boss but no, I'm just a fucking coward. I sat my keys on the table and went into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and pulled up my sleeves. I gulped. They were there. The scars, they're...they're still there. I traced my fingers over them lightly, all the memories flooding back in my mind. Before I knew it I was sobbing taking out a blade. I cut myself 10 times. I sobbed and climbed into bed, crying myself to sleep.

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I woke up and went strait on my laptop. I bought a ticket to go to Africa. I have a few buddies down there and I'm going to stay down there for heaven knows how long. I got packed and put all the luggage in my car. I sat in the drivers seat and called up Niall.

"Hey Niall"

"Louis?! Dude where ya been!?"

"Look long story short I'm going to Africa for a while"

"Louis! Do you know how many people you'll upset? What about me, Harry, Zayn, and Liam?! What are we supposed to do? Mate they are gonna hate you for this!"

"Niall...I don't know why everybody hates me...but I guess I do because know I hate me too" I said then hung up.