Break Down: Chapter Six*Harry’s POV*
He was on my mind, every day, and every night. I never really wanted anything different. I didn’t understand him, but that drew me closer to him. He was unique, but in a strange way.
Why did he hurt me? Did he just want to look cool, so he started beating his best friend up? I sighed, closing my eyes as I fell on my bed. Why did Louis have to be so perfect, yet so mean and cruel? What did I ever do to him?
“Harry! Wake up, Louis is picking us up in thirty minutes!” Ed yelled. I groaned, slouching up as I looked around my room, eyes half open. The curtains on the window were pulled back, causing the sun to shine into my room. I sighed, taking the comforter of my body, the fabric falling to the floor. I made my way to my closet, grabbing a pair of black jeans with a black t-shirt. I threw the clothes on, moving out of the door and into the bathroom to brush my teeth and comb my hair. I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen where Ed and M
Break Down Chapter Five“You know, Louis. You should actually try and bring your supplies to class for once”, Marcel sighed, placing a pen and a pencil on my desk. I smiled, sending him a wink. “Thanks, nerd”, I laughed.
Marcel huffed, sitting down beside me. “Funny”, he scoffed. I smiled, looking up at the front of the class room where the teacher was getting ready to start his class.
“Okay. So, I have decided to do something I never really do, so let’s get to it”, he smiled, looking around the classroom. “I made a list of students, and paired you guys up. The idea is that you have three weeks to make a structure that resembles any famous building in the world, and you must have all measurements of every coordinate”, he smiled, listing off the names of the groups. I turned to Marcel, who was staring at someone on the other side of the room.
“Who you looking at, Marc?” I asked, amused. Marcels cheeks turned bright red, looking my di
Lies // One Shot Songs for this One Shot
Bars and melody: Hopeful
Taylor Swift: I’d Lie
One Direction: Tell me a lie
One Direction: Little White Lies
Ed Sheeran: Photograph
It was the third day of February, three days after I had turned just twenty years old. The room was stuffed, and I couldn’t get out. Everything I worked for had just gone in the drain in one second as I made a big mistake. Let’s say it was like a little game show. You had been winning the whole game, and you just have one more question to answer. You answer it, and it turns out to be wrong, and you lose everything. That’s what I feel like in this moment of time, but it’s hard to explain for many reasons.
If I could explain, to you, what I felt in my heart right now was just like a heart break. Not one where your heart stops pumping blood, because that is also a heart break (A literal one, as your heart act
Lies // (A Larry Stylinson One Shot)There is many ways to describe a scar.
It could be talking about a scratch that you have gotten. Maybe on your leg as you ran through a forest, or your cat scratched you.
Another way is the scientific definition. A scar is also a large cliff or rock, and they are usually made of limestone.
The most one you can get is an emotional scar, where something can scar you for life.
You don't want many of those.
A big way you can get any emotional scar...
Is by a lie.
Bring Me To Life ~ 1Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb
Living with Zooey is fucking hell.
Its been a week since I have left Louis, and I really don't know how I feel about it. It just hurts me to the core because I can't have him anymore. The only person I can have is Zooey.
This woman is controlling. She always tells me what to do, and I hate every single minute of it.
Every night for the past week, I have cried. Louis was my world. My joy and pride. Without him, I'm nothing. I can't be nothing!
I feel like i am frozen. I am numb. I won't survive. Louis is like a drug I cannot use, and it is driving me mad!
I wish Louis would come after me, its been a week, and he hasn't.
I wonder how he is! Is he upset, is he depressed? Is he okay? Did he move on?
I can't handle it, I need Louis with me, every moment of the day.
Louis keeps me sane, and now I can't have him...
Why does management always have to come in between my love and passion for somethi
Bring Me To Life ~ PrologueHow can you see into my eyes like open doors?
"I'm sorry", I said, placing my large shoes onto my feet. I grabbed my jacket from where it was hung up in my closet, slipping it on before opening the door, leaving him on his own, the way they wanted it to be.
I walked up to the red Honda that was parked in the concrete driveway. I placed my head my my hands, shaking my head in regret.
"Harry, honey. Forget about him. You are doing this for a reason", Richard reminded me, grabbing the sleeve of my jacket. I rolled my eyes, looking back at the window. The window that Louis face wasn't look though. I thought Louis would be wanting to know where I was going. I thought he was going to run after me, and beg me to stay.
I guess not.
I followed Richard into the car, him placing me in the backseat, as Harry, the head at Modest! management, was in the front already.
"There. You are now a free man", Harry smirked, whi