We were too young to know we had everything
Too young, I wish I could've seen it all along
I’m sorry that I hurt you, darling, no, oh
We were too young
I've been looking back a lot lately
Me and you is all I've ever known
It’s hard to think you could ever hate me
But everything's feeling different now
Oh, I can't believe I gave in to the pressure
When they said a love like this would never last
So I cut you off 'cause I didn't know no better
Now I realize, yeah, I realize
We were too young
Face to face at the kitchen table
This is everything I've waited for
Now we can finally have a conversation
That I wish we could’ve had before
It's been two years since I’ve seen your face
I'm tryna find some better words to say
Before I let this moment slip away
'Cause now I realize...
I can’t believe I gave into the pressure. I cut you off because I didn’t know any better, because… I don’t know, they said we’d never make it (“a love like this will never last,” remember that bastard? A love like this. Bloody hell.). I couldn’t stop imagining the heartbreak, and I couldn’t help but think that the better it was then, the worse it was going to be when we eventually broke up.
I was right, wasn’t I? It’s worse. It’s the worst.
I’m sorry that I hurt you, darling, and I’d take it back if I could. I’d make it better, make it perfect, if I could.
I’ve been looking back a lot, lately, obviously, and it’s strange. It’s strange being without you. You’re all I’ve ever known. I don’t know how to survive in the industry, survive in the spotlight, survive at all without you. I guess I’ll have to learn, eh? Never thought you’d hate me, but… I reckon a lot of things are different, now.
I’ll never stop thinking about what could have happened. If we’d met later, if we’d met under different circumstances, if we hadn’t been as famous, if the band hadn’t been formed, if mum hadn’t convinced me to audition, if we’d never met at all. I just can’t imagine it. Not having met seems almost better, doesn’t it? Than if we’d met under ideal circumstances?
Can you imagine if you were still working at W Mandeville? If we’d gone to uni? What if we’d met there? At uni? And you were studying business and law and sociology and you’d figured out the other thing, and we’d met? Do you think we’d have hit it off? Or do you think we needed the others, needed the fame, to love each other?
I’d like to think that we’d have hit it off.
I’d like to think that we’d have been even better.
We were so young, Harry, you know that, right? We didn’t know how good we had it, didn’t know what was going to happen or how big we were going to get or how in love we were going to fall. I still can’t believe all of it happened. I just wish I’d have known all along. I wish I’d realized how young we were. How young we are. If we’d just had more time…
Tajemnice Miasta Doncaster (Larry Stylinson) (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/w88JImmupM Ten dzień miał być taki sam jak każdy inny. Pobudka, poranna toaleta, ubranie się, zjedzenie śniadania i wyjście do szkoły. Codzienna rutyna, która nagle się burzy, gdy przechodząc korytarzem przez przypadek ktoś wpada na chłopaka o pięknych, szmaragdowych tęczówkach, które potrafią zwrócić w niejednej głowie. Louis od razu odczuwa potrzebę bliższego poznania właściciela z nieziemskim spojrzeniem i ma zamiar zrobić wszystko by osiągnąć swój cel. Tylko jest jeden problem. Nastolatek spędza czas wyłącznie ze swoimi przyjaciółmi, nikogo więcej nie dopuszczając do swojej paczki. Ale kim byłby Louis, gdyby nie spróbował? Drugą stroną medalu jest tajemnicze zniknięcie Jade, o którym zielonooki i jego przyjaciele wiedzą zdecydowanie za dużo. Sekrety zaczynają wychodzić na wierzch, gdy szatyn wkracza do gry. Data rozpoczęcia: 27.02.2018 Okładke robiła najcudowniejsza osoba to: @Darrrow ( https://my.w.tt/qBNKvhT38K )
can someone write a fanfic of harry as achilles and louis as partroclus because i am ready to have my emotions messed up but whatever cause its a great concept