Louis' eyes wandered around the computer screen as tears dropped to the keyboard below. Why were people so horrible? Why couldn't people accept the fact that he was in love? It was because he wasn't in love with the right person. People expected him to be in love with Eleanor, but he just wasn't. He loved El to pieces; but just in a friendly way. He loves Harry more. And now, as he stared at the tweets on the computer, he realised what an awful world he was living in. How much hate two people got for falling in love. It hurt him to the extent where he couldn't take it. Louis slammed the laptop shut and threw it of the bed in anger. It had been going on too long. People expected louis to be the strong one because he was the eldest in the group, but he knew he wasn't. Harry would be home soon. Harry would see the state Louis was in. Louis didn't want that. He stood up away from his and Harry's bed, tears streaming down his face. He'd had enough. Louis locked himself in the bathroom of his and Harry's hotel room and lay down on the floor. "It's not my fault I love himā¦" Louis cries to himself as he curls into a ball in the corner of the bathroom. Louis hears a noise from outside of the bathroom door. "Lou?" Harry was home. "Shit..." Louis muttered. He looked up, checking the door was still locked. "I'm sorry, Harry." Louis stood up and walked towards the cabinet above the sink. He'd had enough. He was hated for falling in love. They had won. "Lou, what're you doing?' Harry's voice sounded timid. He was right behind the door. "I'm sorry!" Louis cried aloud. He reached for the pills above him. They'd won. COMMENT AND LIKE AN I WILL POST CHAPTER 1? #larrystylinson #larry #harrystyles #louistomlinson #larrystylinsonfanfic #larryfanfic #larryimagine #larrystylinsonstory #prologue (at prologue)










