Once in a lifetime (Larry) (Boyxboy)

One.

Louis
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I grit my teeth together, as I stare angrily at myself in my full length mirror in my hotel room in LA.

How could we just break up after four years into our career?

This is complete bullshit.

And the worse part of it is, they all blamed it on me. Fucking Liam told me I was getting too preoccupied with other things, and I wasn't involved with the band anymore. After I yelled at him for saying I was the one who was most involved in the band which was the complete truth they just left.

"What the hell do you mean I'm not involved with the band?!" I angrily shouted at him. "I'm the fucking one who gave the most shits!"

I run a hand through my hair, as I begin stuffing all my clothes into my luggage, as I remember the fight Liam and I had.

"You're the one who started abusing drugs, and started acting out!" Liam shouted at me.

"It was one time you dip shit!" I yell. "And Zayn was smoking the fucking joint as well, and I don't see why you're not yelling at him too!"

"Because you're the oldest Louis!" Liam sneers. "I'm the one who has to constantly give you a fucking reality check that you're not twenty years old anymore! You're twenty three!"

"And I need to constantly remind you that you're not the fucking leader of this band!" I reply, clenching my jaw. "You're not my fucking dad! Hell, I thought you were my friend!" I look at him dead in the eyes. Then I look at the other two boys. "I thought you were all my friends.. But I guess I was wrong."

"Louis." Niall sighs. "It's not that.. It's just."

"It's just you don't want to continue with the band." I finish off for him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"No--"

"Then why else?" I scoff. "If you guys wanted to, you would be on my side, and fight for this.. We can make it if we try."

"It's been four years mate.. I think it's been enough fun." Zayn speaks up. "We really need a break."

"A break from me." I smile sarcastically. "A break from me and my childish ways." I shake my head, laughing bitterly.

"Louis, please.."

"No." I shake my head. "I don't give a fuck anymore. I honestly don't. If you guys want to break up then.. Alright." I shrug. "Just.. Don't you ever say I was never involved with this.." I say walking over to where my bed is. "Now, just leave."

"Louis--" Liam began to say sternly but I immediately cut him off.

"Leave, and never come back!" I shout. "Just don't be crying once you want to get back together again... Don't or I will loose my shit."

They all stayed silent. Then they just left me alone.

I let out a frustrated sigh, as I quickly zip up my luggage bag and walk out of the god forsaken hotel. Of course after I put on a pair of my raybands, and grey beanie.

Next stop the air port, to fly back to good old Doncaster.

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Couple of hours later, I find myself climbing out of my car, and walking to the front door of my home. I haven't seen my family in forever, and I just didn't know where else I could turn to. With my luggage in my right hand, I knock on the front door.