Don't Let Me Go (A Larry Stylinson Story)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Louis Pov

My throat felt like cotton. I slowly opened my eyes. The sunlight filled the room. I blinked at the brightness. My head was pounding. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the light.

I rolled over, Harry wasn't there. He left me, he can't stand to be around me. Slowly I began to remember parts of last night.

(A/N: Things in italics are flashbacks.)

"Look at me!" I shouted angrily at him. He continued to stand there avoiding my eyes. What the hell? I stumbled towards him. My feet wobbling.

I began to strip. "Look at me!" I yelled tossing my shirt at him, then my pants, then my under ware. I'm completely naked now, maybe he'll look. If he feels the way I feel about him he'll look.

He never looked at me, I'm so stupid why would I do that. Who would want me? I don't even want to look at myself, why would he. I felt a tear escape.

I got closer to him, completely naked now. I stood extremely close to him. I leaned in. Our lips were closer together than earlier. I could almost feel them on mine. My lips tickled from anticipation. I wanted to crash our lips together.

"Look at me." I breathed, I could hardly count that as a whisper but I knew he heard me. He kept his eyes shut tight.

I don't want to remember anymore, I tried to think of something else, these memories were painful and I didn't want them.

I ran through the house, I don't care that I'm naked, I don't care that I'm crying. I just want Harry. I want him to know I exist. I want him to look at me, talk to me. I want things to go back to normal. I ran out side. The air felt like ice on my skin but It was nice, My body was on fire and the air helped.

I tried to run but I stumbled, I fell on my face. I wanted to lay here for ever. "Louis?" I heard a voice call out, fuck, its Liam.

I pulled myself off the ground I don't want him to find me. I continued to stumble towards the woods but Liam's a fast runner. He caught me and held me close to him. He didn't seem bothered by my nudity.

"Louis, come back inside." He said sternly. "No!" I shouted. pushing him off me. I stumbled back. I could already hear my words slurring. I tried to balance my self looking him dead in the eye as best as I could.

"I don't wanna!" I shouted wobbling back and forth. I felt myself fall and everything went black.

I hit myself in the head trying to stop the memories from flowing back to me. Think about something else. Anything else. I could go on a hike through the woods, I could practice the piano.

I attempted to think about songs but the memories continued to flow now mixing with the music I played in my head to drown out the thoughts. It played before me like a music video, a bad, embarrassing, scary, music video.

I lied on the bed waiting intently for Harry. He wiggled his eyebrows at me. "Come here." I bit my lip with my arms out stretched.

Harry ripped his shirt off. He crawled on the bed, straddling me. He crashed our lips together, I felt an electrifying feeling rush through me. He bit my lip causing my to let out a moan. Harry took the opportunity and shoved his tongue in my mouth. We fought for dominance, He won.

He pulled away and smirked at me darkly. His lips pressed against mine once more, he kissed the corner of my mouth, then my cheek. His lips attacked themselves to my jawline. He kissed down my neck finding my sweet spot before sucking it.