late night phone calls » larry [FINISHED]

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"Hallå."

"Hi. What is that?"

"Swedish."

Silence.

"Is... something wrong?"

 "Yes."

"W-What's wrong, then? D-Do you not want to talk to me a-anymore?"

"Fuck you, Harry. Not everything is about you, alright?"

"I-I'm s-sorry. I-I didn't m-mean to-"

"Fuck, I'm sorry. I just- I fucking walked in on El and some guy fucking in my bed! In my fucking house! I hate her."

Silence.

"I fucking hate her s much, Harry! H-How c-could s-she? I-I love her! S-She h-had n-no r-right..."

"Please, Lou. Don't cry, please."

"I-I c-can't, Harry. I just- How c-could I be s-so dumb? I w-was going t-to propose t-to her!"

"I'm so sorry... But please don't cry, it breaks my heart."

"Fuck. D-do you think I c-can move i-into your apartment for some time?"

"I- I don't think that's a good idea..."

Silence.

"I just- It'd break my heart a lot worse... and I can't, I-I'm sorry, Louis."

"Oh."

"I'm sorry."

"It's- It's alright, I think."

Silence.

"I gotta g-go now, H-Harry."

"Bye, Lou. And please don't cry anymore."

Silence.

Silence.

"B-Bye, H-Harry."