~Larry Stylinson Instagram~ {Permant Hiatus}

Louis 💙

It's 1:30 in the morning, and I'm sitting in bed staring at the ceiling. I've half zoned out.

I just can't get the stupid curly haired boy out of my head. I've been trying to gain the courage to ask him out, but every time I look into those enchanting green eyes or even receive a silly hello text from him, I chicken out on myself.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I kinda wish I had Zayn right now.

My phone dings from my bedside table, and I dramatically flop myself over to grab it.

There's a notification from Instagram.

Harry Styles, Niall Horan, and Taylor Swift shared new posts.

I click on Harry's as fast as I could. I wish I didn't. It is an absolutely stunning picture of him in the pool, his hair wet and water dripping down his face. This really doesn't help my situation.

Next, I click on Niall's, and it's just another adorable picture of him and Shawn at the local arcade. I love their relationship so much, I want what they have.

I click on Taylor's last. Me and her started talking more recently, and she seems like a super cool person. As I look at the picture, my face drops. It's a picture of her sitting poolside, kissing none other than Harry Styles.

I throw my phone now beside me and grab my pillow, covering my face and screaming into it intensely. 

He can't possibly be with Taylor, right?!

He's gay!

And I'm pretty sure he likes me?!

She has to be a beard. Theres no other explanation. I think I'm going crazy. I groan.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."

My phone goes off again from beside me. I pick it back up and turn it on to see a message from Harry pop up. Of course. I open it

Hazza: Hello love!! ❤️

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It's been so long since I updated last. But hello lovelies. I took a bit off to focus on myself, and I think I'm doing better. My writing improved also, I think. I hope you guys have been doing okay!

-Gemini