Miss You // larry stylinson (ongoing)

Does It Even Matter Anyway?

*Mention of Caroline Flack*

If you're having thoughts of suicide or self harm, here are numbers to call.

United States: 800-273-8255

United Kingdom: 116 123

Australia: 13 11 14

Mexico: 525-510-2550

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Previously on Harry's POV

Interview (Continued)

"Please tell me that Harry knew he was being stupid."

"He... kind of did."

"Do I even want to know?"

"Probably not. But you're the interviewer so..."

Don't be rude to her. She's the best interviewer I've ever seen.

"Good point. I'm sure those tweets caused a stir."

"With the fans, yes. With Modest, well, let's just say it was nothing short of interesting."

"Interesting?"

"Pain."

"Shut up, Louis."

"I'm sure."

"Tears, drama, and an endless love story."

"Well..."

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EVERYTHING OUTSIDE OF THE FLASHBACKS ARE FICTION

THIS INCLUDES:

-THE INTERVIEW

-THE FLASHBACKS ARE FICTION BASED ON REAL LIFE EVENTS-HARRY'S STORYLINE OUTSIDE OF THE FLASHBACKS-THE FLASHBACKS ARE FICTION BASED ON REAL LIFE EVENTS

-LITERALLY EVERYTHING OTHER THAN THE FLASHBACKS

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"Why is this interview so fucking long?" I groan as I lean back in the rolly chair at my desk. I spin around a few times before deciding that I need a break... even though I've already taken, like, a billion of them.

I can only watch so much of my ex-boyfriend at one time.

I try my best to think of something to do during my little 'break.'

"Hey, Joe!" I call for my security guard, standing right outside my door. Within less than ten seconds, my apartment door is opened.

"Did you yell for me?" I nod, no words leaving my mouth. He stares at me expectantly, waiting for instructions. When a few silent moments go by, he decides to speak. "Well?"

Why did I call him in here?

"Do you wanna hang out?" I smile widely at him, hoping for some company.

"...What?" He seems extremely confused by my question.