27 Minutes -Larry Stylinson-

What used to be.

I'm YorkshirePerrie. All credits go to Happinessintime for she is the person who wrote this book. I'll try to update weekly so it can be open to fully read for everyone soon.

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Louis' POV

Monday July 15th, 2013 7:30 pm

Hastily making my way to my car and keeping my head down isn't always that easy. Even if you think no one is looking, they always are. Fans, photographers, people in general see everything. It always amazes me how the fans see through the most clever disguises. They've never been ones to be fooled yet we try to do often.

Looking around swiftly I don't see anyone who would catch me, but that doesn't settle my worry. I make it to my car before locking myself in and backing out of my driveway for the last time. I don't want to dwell on everything I'm leaving behind because I know I'll cave. But I don't want to cave this time. I'm tired of caving and giving in. Conforming into that stupid perfect image they expect of me. That's not me. It never has been and it never will be.

The roads are busy with traffic but now difficult to get through. Only taking a slight bit more time than I'd like. I hate time. It makes me thing and thinking makes me hurt.

It's funny how everyone sees me as the fun, loving, outgoing guy. Maybe I am that guy but he's hidden down beneath a bed of lies and deceit.

They all see me as the one who holds everyone together with the jokes and laughter. Yeah. I put on that façade but that's all it is. It's all fake and for our image. I haven't felt that happy in 2 years to be exact. It all died on the day they took everything away from me. It was also the day they gave me this fake bullshit life that I never asked for. But I guess they didn't care to see it that way.

I finally make it to my destination and look up at the slightly run down hotel. Nothing too expensive but not exactly a rats hole either. Sighing I grab my bag and step out of the car, pushing my hair out of my eyes and make my way inside. A bored looking girl sits at the desk and looks up at me with no recognition on her face. "Room for 1?" She asks me and I nod in return.

"For how long?" She types something into her computer without a second glance up at me.

"Just one night please." That's all I need, but she doesn't seem to notice anything. She asks me basic questions of my information before I pay her in cash and she hands me a key.

"You're on the second floor, have a good night." With that she walked away to file her papers and I walk to the elevator.

I'm almost afraid this thing doesn't work and I'll die of suffocation in this musty elevator shaft. It almost makes me chuckle at the irony but it comes out more as a strangled whimper. It finally comes to a stop and I step out making my way down the hallway.

The room is dimly lit, cold and small. It's perfect and makes me smile a little. I hang the "do not disturb" tag on the knob and shut the door making sure all locks are in place. I walk a little further and take a seat on the full sized bed and just look around. A lump forms in my throat as I knew it would when I look around this room. It looks exactly like the one we stayed in a little over two years ago. Same color walls, same set up of the furniture, even the same bedspread I'm sitting on.

It might sound crazy but I can hear the echoes of our laughter tangled together just like our bodies. Our sweet musing and playful banter. Even soft kisses shared that turned into passionate ones.

"Lou come back to bed." He whispered as I walked in with a bag full of his favorite breakfast food.

"No sleepy head, it's time to eat now get up!" I laughed and set the stuff on the table before turning to look at him. He never fell short of amazing me with how beautiful he is. Everyone always fell in love with this mess of curls on his head an brilliant green eyes. Some fell in love with that permanent smirk always set on his lips but not me. No, I fell in love with his nose. His stupid adorable little nose. It makes me laugh how stupid that sounds now but every time I could I'd plant a soft kiss on the end of his nose. He would wrinkle it and bat away at me with a laugh but I never stopped.

"But I can think of much better things to do than eat." He says with that ever so insightful smirk.

"Well if you want to have the energy to continue that the you'll let me eat!" I laughed softly and he rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Fine!" He chuckles and lifts himself off the bed. "But I'm not getting dressed."

"I wouldn't want you to." I smile and fix us each a plate of food. He silently creeps up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist placing his head on my shoulder.

"Can we just stay like this forever Lou?" He whispers in my ear causing me to look up at him.

"What do you mean?" I ask while trying not to get distracted by his fingers making soothing circles along my stomach and waist.

"This. Us." He smiles softly. "I never want this to end. What we have is something I never want to loose.. I love you too much for that to happen."

My heart melts every time he says things like this and it never gets old. I nod my head and lean up to place a soft but loving kiss to his lips.

"I love you too. This will never be lost."

If only I knew how empty of a promise that was.

Not on my end but on his.

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I've let the room grow a bit colder as the night waves in and I finally blink away the memories.

Every time I let my mind drift back to those times I end up feeling that ever growing hole in my heart even more. Black edges around it and taking up space I wish I could stop.

I stand up and grab my bag, opening it up and spilling out the contents over my bed. I quickly change into a the clothes I brought, which happened to be borrowed and a little to big. But they smell just like him and that's what I needed right now. Him with me, even if it's only a little part.

I toss the bag and the dirty clothes onto the floor and sit back down on the bed. The photo album sits closer to me so I pick it up and open the first page, not being able to help my smile. The photos that litter the page are a collection of family photos with my mum and sisters. The most important people in my life. I've never gone a day since I've been placed into the band that I haven't contact them in some way. Wether it be a smile text or a phone call I always make sure I do. I never want my family to forget the importance in my life. As the oldest sibling they all look up to me. It's not always easy and I fail at times but try to be the best example I can be.

My fingers lightly trace of the faces of my sisters, smiling at each of them and silently sending my love. And lastly looking at my mum and remembering everything she's done for me. Everything she's tried doing for me. She fought so hard for me, for us. My love grew for her even more in that moment even though it was for nothing in the end. She held my highest respect as not only the women who brought me into this world, but as the fighter who never stopped.

God, I would miss them all so much.

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