toxic [larry stylinson] ✔️

♡ thirty six - l ♡

"Louis, are you still coming with me to the supermarket?" his mother yelled from outside of the door, knocking on it with her dainty fist. Louis tried to control himself and he shut his eyes, taking a steady breath before responding, not wanting to make her come in here.

"No, mother. I'm staying here."

"Do you want me to bring you back something like chips? Juice? Candy?" Go away.

"No."

"Well, I'm going now." Bye.

Louis sat on the floor and looked at the black screen of his phone, running a hand through his hair until he was sick and tired of sitting around. He was hurting on the inside, and the feeling was worse than anything that he'd ever felt before, heartache. He felt like he needed to occupy himself because he hadn't felt the need to relapse in so long until now. Breathe.

He stayed holding himself in a little ball into he fell asleep, placing his head in between his knees.

. . .

"Louis, sorry it took me so long to respond. I was at Bible study, and you know how long that takes to finish, ha." Harry said happily, not noticing how much Louis was glaring at him through the screen. After Louis had woken up, he had about two messages from Harry explaining how they needed to Skype as soon as he got home from 'Bible Study', and how he missed him. He must have not known about the little call he made. "Louis?"

"Yes?"

"You seem angry," Harry pointed out, pointing towards the furrowed eyebrows stamped on Louis' face.

"Do I?"

"Yes, actually you do. If this is about how we rarely speak as much, I'd just like to say that-"

"I heard you, Harry."

Harry paused and looked into the screen with his dark green eyes before coughing. "Heard what exactly?"

"You. I heard you moaning, and I heard that guy fucking you and calling you a twink, and you were loving every minute of it. I heard it all." Louis rambled angrily, his nails digging into his inner thigh the more he thought about it. "Did you think about me during all of that? God, was I just an experiment?"

"An exp- Louis, no-"

"I trusted you! And I know how much of a girl I sound like, but seriously Harry? You promised."

"Louis, it was a mistake." Harry tried to argue, his voice moving through the speakers and bouncing off the walls. "I swear, he meant nothing to me. You're the one I want, not him-"

"That's exactly it, Harry. I'm only someone you want, not someone you need and maybe that's what I've been stressing over for the past few months." Louis whispered out the last part and Harry never broke eye contact, his eyes watering the more Louis breathed. "I don't want to do this-"

"Then don't." Harry pleaded, his voice cracking towards the end. It made Louis furious.

"You did this, not me. But I have to. This was one of the reasons you told me I should break up with you for, and I'm honestly done at the moment. I just thought- I thought you'd wait."

"I love you, Louis."

"Yeah well, I was in love with you."

And then he hung up.

NOTE: :(

one more chapter & that's gonna be the kinda epilogue harrys pov since it started with his aw

QUESTION: HARRY?? VIEWS AT THIS POINT?? HOW WILL YOU PLAN TO KILL ME??