Dear Journal,
Today, the therapist told me something I did not want to hear. You will not believe what he told me! He said Harry isn't real! Apparently I made him up! What bullshit!
I have refused to speak to anybody to this moment. I am currently locked in my room, writing.
My mum tried to convince me what the therapist said was true. I will not believe it. There is no way! It's all too real: the kisses, the hand holding, all of it! It can't be fake. I don't understand how I could've made up an entire human being. It's not possible!
You think Harry's real, don't you?
Louis x
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reality ➸ larry
Fanfiction❝he told me to follow my heart. i told him that my heart goes wherever he does.❞ or; louis has a journal, and a bad sense of telling when something's wrong.
