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-So Cold- Larry Stylinson

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Oh, you can't hear me cry,
See my dreams all die
From where you're standing
On your own.


He didn't understand why it was like this. Why was he feeling this way? So broken. He looked up at the boy who broke him. The one he depended on the most. The one he trusted with his love.

But none of that mattered anymore.

It's so quiet here.
An I feel so cold.


He followed him to his bedroom but he ignored him. He wanted to pack his bags and get out of there as quickly as possible.

This house no longer feels like home.

Tears streamed down his face as he heard his pleads to stay. He couldn't bare it. He didn't want to.

When you told me you'd leave
I felt like I couldn't breathe
My aching body fell to the floor.


The thud of knees hitting the hardwood was heart-retching. He wanted to turn back and hold him, but he couldn't. He wouldn't. He just said his goodbyes and walked out the front door.

When I called you at home,
you said that you weren't alone.


He picked up the phone and called him. He couldn't stand the silence in the, now, 1 person flat.
There was a voice at the other end and the familiarity of it was calming. He said: "Hello." but not longer after there was a yell saying, "Come back to bed!"
He hung up. He didn't care that he hung up on his one true love, his soulmat. Well, ex-soulmate.

I should've known better
Now it hurts so much more.

You caused me to bleed and
you still owe me a reason.


The cold, white tile against his bare legs was refreshing, but knowing that would be coloured made him smile.

I can't figure out why.
Why I'm alone and freezing
While you're in the bed that she's in.


The blade in his fingers glistened as he moved it, the light bouncing off it. He softly held the razor to his thigh and breathed out.

Oh, you can hear me cry

He pushed down.

See my dreams all die.

He pulled down.

From where you're standing on your own.

The crimson breeched through his skin.

It's so quiet here.

He laid down, the razor deep in his skin.

And I feel so cold,

His hearing died out and his eyes drifted shut.

This house no longer,

His last breath came out in a soft whisper, his lovers name ghosting over his lips.

feels like home...
A little depressing Larry fic for you, but you can choose who's point of view it's from.
© 2012 - 2024 LarryStylinsonn
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Louis left Harry for Eleanor and Harry is attempting suicide because he's so depressed.

Idea:

"Stop lying to me! I saw you kiss her on the cheek in Starbucks!" Harry shouted across the room at Louis. Louis sighed; his eyes were dark. "I DIDN'T CHEAT ON YOU WITH HER! YOU'RE SO FUCKING STUPID, HARRY! YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT WHAT YOU'RE SAYING! SO SHUT UP!" Louis shouted.

Harry's face fell. He sighed, pushing his long curly hair back to the right. "Okay. I'm stupid now. That's...lovely. I just..." Harry paused, playing with the rings on his fingers, "...why can't I be good enough for you, Louis?" Louis rolled his eyes and turned away from him.

"Louis, please, I'll be better. I promise. I'll cook; I'll clean; please, don't cheat on me again..." Harry begged. Louis tensed and turned around and slapped Harry so hard that Harry hit the wall of the hallway. Hee grabbed Harry's shirt and slammed him against the wall. Harry stared at the man he loved with wide eyes.

"I, DID, NOT, CHEAT, ON, YOU. STOP, BEING, SUCH, A, DUMBASS, OR, I'LL RIP YOUR THROAT OUT," Louis snarled through clenched teeth. Harry whimpered. Louis let go of him, let him drop to floor and started to walk away.

"Lou...I'm pregnant...."

Louis turned on his heel. "So, you've been cheating on me. Haven't you?" he snapped.
"Louis, I've only been with you."
"Shut up, you whore. You're a fucking cheating liar!"
"Honest, Lou, I--" Harry was cut off by a kick to the stomach, and Louis starting to beat a vulnerable Harry.

Harry began losing consciousness...

💔

When Harry came home from the hospital, childless and fiance-less, he found all of his things on the doorstep of Louis's house. No. No. No...

He rang the doorbell and banged on the door. "Louis!" he cried out repeatedly.

Louis sat inside, drinking tea and texting Eleanor. "LOUIS! LOUIS!" He could hear Harry's pathetic cries. "Please! Louis!" He was sick of the pitiful boy. "I have no where else to go..." Harry was attention-seeking and stupid. "Please, don't leave me out here, Louis. Even if you want Eleanor...please..." Louis didn't care that Harry was mentally unstable and very deep in depression--that's one of the reasons he cheated on Harry in the first place. "Louis..." Louis didn't care that Harry had a physical problem that made him weaker and slimmer than he should be.

Harry no longer mattered.

"GO THE HELL AWAY!" Louis shouted. Harry crumpled on the doorstep, not caring that as he did so he probably was hurting every deep bruise, cut and scrape that he got from arguing with Louis and being thrown out on the doorstep. Tears streamed down his face.

Just then, Eleanor drove up to visit Louis. "Harry?" she asked. She recognized Harry as one of Louis's friends. Her boyfriend had lovely friends so it was horrible to see one of them upset.

Harry stared at her. "What are you doing here?" Eleanor asked.
"Louis put me out," Harry revealed.
"You lived here?"
"Yes. Louis's been cheating on me with you for I don't know how long," Harry said bitterly as he sniffled.
"I thought Louis was cheating on me with you!" Eleanor gasped.
"Well, he obviously loves you more as he immediately beat me to the ground when he found out I was pregnant. Besides he stopped touching me and loving me when you and he got together. I think you're better for him..." Harry continued to talk about Louis's good qualities.

If Louis wasn't happy with him, he wanted someone else to make him happy.

"Oh..." was Eleanor could force out. Harry had already started crying again. "You...you can live with me," Eleanor offered Harry a small smile. Harry nodded, and they both began carrying things to Eleanor's car.

💔

Sadly, for Harry, Eleanor couldn't bring herself to leave Louis. Of course, this is what Harry anticipated--he planned it perfectly.

The one person who cared about him had someone to go to when they found out he was gone.

The person he loved had someone that would make him happy now that Harry was gone.

He planned it perfectly. Everyone now had someone to fill the gap where Harry once had been.

It was perfect.

All he had to do was find the razor blades...