Hello,
I saw him again today.
Our eyes connected again.
Really unexpected, just in a shop.
His name is Louis, so beautiful.
But why do I feel so much for him?
I don't understand myself.
He probably doesn't even think about me.
Oh, I found a blade in one of my old drawing sets.
It looked so clean.
But I'm going to throw it away, anyways.
H.
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FanfictionHello, I'm Harry, I'm 16 years old. And I met a boy, named Louis. Larry Stylinson. Warning: Self-harm.