don't forget
Louis' POV
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I'm sitting on the floor outside of our hotel room. I'm letting Harry rest. I also need to think. Somewhere his face won't cloud my judgment.
My phone started blowing up a little while ago. It's face down on the floor next to me so I don't look. It's a combination of people attacking me for being gay, being mean to Harry's management, and people defending me.
I need to make a decision now. One I really don't want to make. I want to be selfish, but I can't anymore. Not with this much backlash falling out on the boys, specifically Harry.
"How is he?" I look up and see Niall looking down at me. They must have just gotten back from the interview.
"Asleep." I say, looking away from him. He is very perceptive so he will probably know what I'm thinking.
He sits next to me. Silent for a moment before taking a deep breath and speaking.
"Louis, please I can see it in your eyes. Please don't."
I sigh. "I have too. You know I have too."
"You don't. Don't leave not now." He begs holding my arm. "He needs you. We all do."
"He'll move on. I'm not that special. And I do have too." I look down fiddling with my fingers. I'm mostly trying to convince myself that what I'm saying is true.
"You are special. You are special to him." I look at him, I can feel tears prickling my eyes. "You changed his whole world view, don't think it will change back so easily."
"I have to leave before they make me in a way that will hurt a lot more." I say softly trying not to cry.
"I know I can't make you stay, because I know you won't listen, but" He sighs "make sure you don't leave him broken. He has to have a little bit of hope."
"I will." I say, swallowing the lump in my throat.
We sit there in silence for a few moments. I don't know what I should say. We have all gotten so close since your started. I will miss Harry like hell, but I think I'll also miss the other boys too.
"I'm gonna miss you Tommo." Niall says softly, as though he knew what I was thinking.
"I'll miss you too, Nialler." I say, resting my head in his shoulder. Taking a deep shaky breath and letting tears fall from my eyes.
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