dont let me go (larry stylinson)

Larry. It's more than a name. Thanks to the directioners Larry now has a meaning. It symbolises two mens love for eachother. Those men are Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson. The rumours are going out of control and neither of them can handle it anymore. They just want to be happy....


5. i cant do this anymore

harrys p.o.v


I cant d this anymore! I cant sit there and watch the love of my life be with another girl. but I cant ruin his relationship for him. if I break up elounor everyone will hate me. especially lou. and if I tell him things in the band will get awkward. theres only one thing t do. only one thing I can do. sure Louis will be hurt but only cuz im his best friend. they can replace me or just rewrite the songs without me in them. I know them too well to believe that me going would kill them. niall would be scared. hes the most vunerable. the boys would be too busy being upset to look out for him. then he would meet an amazing girl who would love him for im and not take advantage of his pain and sorrow. she would lift his spirits and soon I would in some ways be forgotten.

 liam would try to stay strong for the boys sake. he would feel like it was his role to make sure the boys are okay. he would blame himself for my death and cracks would form in his brave exterior. one day he would break down and the boys would realise how he needs them as much as they need him. they would help him get through it and soon he would be okay again.

zayn would lock himself away from the world. he would sit there and draw for hours or sing softly to himself. he wouldn't let anyone in, not even perrie. then one day she would sit there. he would then realise how much he needs her. he would start letting people back in his life and step by step perrie would fix him. turning him back into the old zayn we knew and loved.

my mum and sister would cry. tear after tear would be shed. they would row and gemma would threaten to leave the house like she has done so many times. but she wont leave. she wouldn't be able to do that to my mum. they would sit down and cry together. soon they would stop mourning me. every so often they would visit my grave but after that I would essentially be forgotten.

and Louis. he would be the worst. he wouldn't cry though. he wouldn't be able to. it would kill him inside that he wasn't able to mourn his best mate. he wouldn't be able to visit my grave either. it would be too painful for him. but one day he and Eleanor would have a chat. she would persuade him to visit my grave and together they would both go. suddenly Louis would break down and start crying. he woud cry for days but soon he would realise that I was actually gone. he would stop crying and try to live his life again. he would remember me but el would make sure he was okay.

so I knew it would be okay for me to go. I went into the bathroom. I searched the cabnets but there were no pills. instead I took my razor. I was almost ready. all the boys were out. I wrote them all notes and one each for my mum, dad and sister. I left them on the kitchen note. then I wrote Louis an extra one. It explained everything. I guess once im dead it doesn't matter if I loved him. I hid it in his socks drawer and went into the bathroom. I put the razor to my wrist and sit deep. again and again. I saw the red liquid ooze out of my arm. I began to fee light headed and soon it was too much to handle. I just let my body drift off into sleep.

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