Harry's POV
2 months. That's how long it's been since I've spoken to Louis. Since our last encounter. I got to say it hurt..a lot, but my eyes are clearer now and I see where I belong. Friendless, again, and just going through my days almost robotically. As if I never met Louis.
I heard stories of him and Eleanor floating around school. I saw them walking through the halls together and laughing, Louis looking happy as ever. As if I never even existed and it was all just a crazy fantasy in my head. No one has gotten closer to Louis Tomlinson like I have..so how did she manage to fill in for me?
They broke up twice.. and got back together. And each time I heard the news on it through other students there was always a small twinge of hope that Louis would maybe come back to me.. but he never did. So, I put my all in my school work and went through my days as though they were timeless.
A/N The Harry era in which this takes place is 2013-14 Harry when he would wear bandanas, just before his hair got too long.
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Fanfiction"That's exactly what you meant Louis. You're just jealous that other people can accept and love themselves so easy and you can't because you are too busy moping around and not thinking positive." Zayn snapped. "I am not! I am fine right where I am...
