We can fix it [Larry Stylinson] **ON HOLD**

Chapter Seven - The other side of me

Harry's POV

I don't understand. He is kissing a girl. Why am I so upset? Why do I have this pain in my chest? Louis is straight and I'm ok with that. He doesn't know I'm gay yet because I was too afraid to tell him. I was afraid he might ignore me.

My brain tells me to go and greet him, but my feet seem to go into the wrong direction. I turn around and try to leave, but then I hear a familiar voice calling my name.

"Harry? Harry, stop!" Louis yells. Ugh, I hoped i could get away, but before I manage to do something, some strong arms grab me and turn me away. Louis' blue eyes are staring at me and I just want him to stop being so adorable.

"Hey Louis... I saw you were busy and... I didn't want to interrupt.. Sorry.." I say without looking at him straight in the eyes.

"Harry, it's ok. You are never interrupting. It's so good to see you." He extends his arms and pulls me in a huge hug. I hug him back right away and a sigh of relief slips from my mouth. I thought that things will be awkward between us in real life, but looks like I'm wrong.

"Come and meet my girlfriend!" He pulls me to where he and his family were standing. His parents look so happy and his sisters are hugging him. He looks so loved.. so happy. I can't watch this. His life is perfect and mine is a load of bullshit.

"I-I'm sorry. I have to go." And with that I start running. I run and don't stop till I see a bathroom. I hear Louis screaming my name behind me but I don't stop. I turn around for a second, though, and see that he is following me. I get inside the bathroom and lock myself in. In less than 5 seconds I hear Louis arriving in front of the bathroom. He catches his breath and he start calling my name again.

"Harry!" No response. "Harry, open that goddamn door!" He yells again. I don't respond. Instead, I find my razor, which I had in my bag, just in case. I'm glad I put it there, because I really need it. 

Louis's POV ( wow what's this? :p )

I try to catch my breath again, when I hear something. It sounds like a metallic sound, like a knife or something... metallic... Oh god, no.

"Harry, don't be stupid, open the fucking door!!!" I shout even louder. "Harry... please.." I say, but it comes out more like a whisper. I raise my head again and hear something from behind the door. Is he.. crying? Before I manage to say anything, I hear the door unlocking and revealing a swollen-eyed Harry, his face red clearly sad.

"Oh.. Harry.." My eyes widen in surprise. I've never seen him like this. I guess this is the disadvantage of talking to someone only on the Internet. I must admit though.. it breaks my heart. He looks into my eyes for a second and I pull him in a hug. For a second, I thing I might break him. He looks so breakable to me.. so fragile.

"Hey.. it's ok." I try to comfort him, but it looks like I'm dramatically failing. Now I understand that there is so much about this boy that I don't know. Who is him? What's his story? 

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"I'm sorry, but I really have to go." I say to my parents. I left Harry seated on a couch, just so I can say goodbye to everyone.

"Ok, Louis. Please be careful there. And don't forget to eat and be polite, oh and make frie-"

"Yes. Yes mum, I know." I say with a shy smile on my lips. She is lovely when she's worried.

"Louehh.... I'll miss you so much" Hannah says. She then gives me a small kiss and whispers a "good luck" in my ear. I'll miss her too. I and her are somehow connected. We've been friends for so long.

"I'll miss you too." I smile again to everyone. "I really have to go now. Byee!"

And with that I leave. I will miss my family, but there's something about this place that makes me feel so good. It feels like home. I know I only have Harry, but I hope I'll make friends. Somehow, I feel like this is just the beginning.

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Harry's POV

"How long have you been doing this?" Louis asks me. I've decided to tell him everything about my cutting. I think he will understand. At least, I hope so.

"F-for about t-two years.." I say, afraid to look into his eyes.

"TWO YEARS?" He almost screams and this makes me feel so bad for telling him. "Oh.. sorry for shouting to you..". He must've noticed my scared look when yelled.

"How did it start?

"I-I d-don't know... It just happened.. It must've been the bulling from the school, I don't know. It was all too much and it was consuming me. They were pointing out every single one of my flaws and I started to detest myself too. The razor had soon became my best friend. The pain makes it go away.. at least for a bit..." I trail the last part, hoping he will stop asking any questions. But he doesn't.

"Harry.. why were they bullying you?"

"Well, because I'm-" Oh shit. I can't tell him. He'll hate me too. He is my only friends and he will go away. I'll be so alone.

"You're what, Harry?" 

"I'm.. I'm gay."

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Hiiiiii folks! Hope you like this chapter and all the Larry. I enjoyed writing this and even if it sucked balls, what can I say? I tried my best! I'd really appreciate if you'd tell me your opinion, cause I'll get disappointed. I don't know if this is any good.

Oh, please check my other story, it's ziall and it's just an idea i've had for a while. If you have time.. maybe... some day... no? okay ._.

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