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måndag 5 november 2012
Ain't no nigga go'n get me.
Jag är en hjärtlös bitch. Jag vet att jag skiter i alla som gillar mig. Jag fuckar dem hårt jag kan ge dem något som de vill och ta allt jag kan från dem och sedan lämna dem för en annan. Jag är en hjärtlös tjej och det bör hålla sig borta från mig eftersom jag tycker killars känslor är ett roligt spel att leka med. Jag vet att jag borde försöka hitta en kille att vara i en bra stadig relation med men, jag fick tankarna vända och jag var den som fick mina känslor fucked up,och nu jag skrämmer det mig att lita på någon eller titta på någon kille utan att ha en stor klump i halsen, eftersom jag vet hur det känns och nu tror jag att alla killar kommer att göra det Mot mig. så jag kommer att fortsätta vara en hjärtlös bitch och skita i killar som gillar mig ... varför? för jag kan, eftersom jag litade en gång och låta mig tro att typ,'' hey fan allt kommer att bli bra den här gången''. så jag sa adjö till tanken att någonsin låta mig vara snäll igen du kan välkomna tillbaka mig som en hjärtlös tjej och jag vet inte varför jag någonsin ska sluta vara jag.
Och, fucking fuck you! Hårdhjärtad bitch som ska starta skit.. jag bryr mig Inte ens om jag är den elaka längre. Jag bad dig inte att göra det för mig. Jag brydde mig inte om de skitet. Jag behöver inte din hjälp längre, jag behöver inte dig .,jag behöver inte det när jag har andra som är så jävla mke bättre än dig Som du säger själv.
vem bryr sig om att jag går och klagar på allt. Jag önskar verkligen att jag aldrig träffat dig, jag önskar verkligen att jag aldrig behövt se dig igen. Jag är allvarligt på gränsen till att slå dig riktigt jävla hårt på käften, och ärligt talat är jag äcklad av att låta mig gå så lågt. Ditt humör är hemsk, Riktig jävla Kaxig.
Vetu? Om du ska gå runt och spänna dig så skit i allt. Skit i Precis allt som vi har planerat. För orkar inte dig nåmer. Orkar inte med dig och dina jävla humörsvängningar.
Jag seriöst orkar fan inte dig längre. Du kan inte komma och klaga för nåra jävla läktarplatser. Va fucking glad att jag ens fick biljetter, Klart som fan att jag tar åt mig! Uppskatta det en Jävla gång.Tills dess håll käften och var jävligt nöjd med vad du har.
Och, fucking fuck you! Hårdhjärtad bitch som ska starta skit.. jag bryr mig Inte ens om jag är den elaka längre. Jag bad dig inte att göra det för mig. Jag brydde mig inte om de skitet. Jag behöver inte din hjälp längre, jag behöver inte dig .,jag behöver inte det när jag har andra som är så jävla mke bättre än dig Som du säger själv.
vem bryr sig om att jag går och klagar på allt. Jag önskar verkligen att jag aldrig träffat dig, jag önskar verkligen att jag aldrig behövt se dig igen. Jag är allvarligt på gränsen till att slå dig riktigt jävla hårt på käften, och ärligt talat är jag äcklad av att låta mig gå så lågt. Ditt humör är hemsk, Riktig jävla Kaxig.
Vetu? Om du ska gå runt och spänna dig så skit i allt. Skit i Precis allt som vi har planerat. För orkar inte dig nåmer. Orkar inte med dig och dina jävla humörsvängningar.
Jag seriöst orkar fan inte dig längre. Du kan inte komma och klaga för nåra jävla läktarplatser. Va fucking glad att jag ens fick biljetter, Klart som fan att jag tar åt mig! Uppskatta det en Jävla gång.Tills dess håll käften och var jävligt nöjd med vad du har.
to be honest, i dont miss you like i thought i would. i dont like you. i dont respect you. you are probably the shittiest friend ive ever had, and ever since you havent been in my life, I’ve had no drama, and i couldnt be happier. so do me a favor, & stay outta my life.
Jaja, Anger management, Heter det ju. typ.
Men nu när jag har fått det ur mig!
Känns så bra!
Iallafall, ska gå och duscha, och ska sova efter det, är sjukt trött,
Åhh..
Nåja !
Ha en bra kväll typ!
söndag 4 november 2012
lördag 3 november 2012
Bögar är Bögiga!
Bögar är Bögiga för dem är bögar!
Så är det.
Det finns ett ordspråk som lyder ''GÅ EFTER DITT SINNE'' eller nej det finns det inte,
MEN DET ÄR ETT BRA ORDSPRÅK ENDÅ!
Iallafall, Ska ta och Kolla TV å sova lite typ, Har ronja här å vi har Kollat film å det, :)
så det var kul!
Men nu så ska jag gå typ, hinner inte göra ett längre inlägg , Gnatt!
Så är det.
Det finns ett ordspråk som lyder ''GÅ EFTER DITT SINNE'' eller nej det finns det inte,
MEN DET ÄR ETT BRA ORDSPRÅK ENDÅ!
Iallafall, Ska ta och Kolla TV å sova lite typ, Har ronja här å vi har Kollat film å det, :)
så det var kul!
Men nu så ska jag gå typ, hinner inte göra ett längre inlägg , Gnatt!
fredag 2 november 2012
Åsikter?
Folk säger att självmord är självisk. Jag tycker att de är helt fel. Människor som är deprimerade går igenom så mycket som resten av världen aldrig ens tänkt på. Menmen, jag fick alltid samma svar: kan du inte tänka på dina vänner och familj som skulle sakna dig." Om du missbrukas av din man , skulle du stanna bara för att hans mor älskade dig? Om dina ben tuggas av av en alligator skulle du överleva eftersom dina vänner och familj skulle tycka det var tråkigt om du var borta? Smärtan vi går igenom är otänkbart. Jag skulle satsa hälften av de personer som bedömer människor med psykiska sjukdomar som depression eller bipolär sjukdom inte kunde pågå en dag i deras skor. Våga säga att självmord är självisk. Det är som att du ska leva för att deras liv ska vara perfekt när du mår skit varenda dag.
Självmord är fanimej inte själviskt.
Det som jag vet är självisk är att inte ta dig tid av din dag för att göra någon som verkligen behöver något positivt i deras liv,. Jag hatar att människor inte kan ta två minuter att skicka en deprimerad person ett sms , som att säga något i stil med "Jag vet att jag inte säger det en hel del ... men jag verkligen älskar dig. Ska vi gå ut någonstans i morgon, kanske någonstans jag vet att du verkligen gillar? " och när hon uppenbarligen försökte få mig att inse att hon behövde en vän att vara som stöd mot henne även för bara tio minuter, Man kunde inte vara störd nog att få sin lata röv och ta med en vän till en film eller gå ut för lunch tillsammans. Då är man en självisk jävel.
I opened the door, a painted canvas on the walls,
blood red, I died inside when I saw you fading away,
I saw you lying on the floor.
you told me you was so sad, and angry at yourself,
curse the world, that made us so broken,
your arms left a story, for all to see…
I begged you not to leave to fight the vultures all alone,
you didn’t listen, now angels hear your call…
You said “boy if you were me you’d do the same? I am tired of fighting”
put down the gun, dry your eyes beautiful,
eyes faded, and torn from the fall,
on the velvet you lay, blended and alone…
so cold, in dismay, I hold your hand before I say, “goodbye, bright eyes”
cold chill, from the ghost in the halls,
and the drugs a spilt canvas, all broken on the floor.
overdosed, and comatosed, don’t go, my angel…
The drugs you took, Prozac girl, took your life,
hold me tight, bright eyes.
If I had one more second? I would save you in time,
Captured in the moments, fell apart in time,
goodbye you vultures, who took my girl away…
så det var det jag ville komma med,
Hoppas ni drar nytta av det!
Kram xoxox
Hejbloggen!
Idag känns allt helt underbart! Är på sådär extra bra humör och nu Har jag en liten linda tid, för mig själv,
Har tänt alla ljus i mitt rum (Varmljus) Och bytt ut mina leopard printade smålyktor mot Små PlastJulstjärnor,! Dom är assöta och lyser svagare, men dom är så söta! Släkt alla lampor och Tv är på, men inte på ljud, så lyssnar musik och sitter i en JumpSuit nu med Uppsatt hår å allt (Y)
Jag & Min pappa har även satt upp en Klocka med Fjärilar :)
Man klistrar fjärilarna som man vill runt om , !
Och sen så klistrar man nåra som flyger iväg mot slutet, (12)
Så det blev jättefint faktiskt!
Spelar upp Mistletoe på radion också, Asmys <3
är ganska trött, och även taggad inför kvällen program av X factor då mina älsklingar är med <3
Så det blir bra!
Hoppas ni undrar vad jag köpte på stan för jag tänker berätta det iallafall! Muhaha!
Köpte en ögonbrynspenna, för jag använder mig just nu bara av Ögonbrynspulver, (Eller vad det nu heter)
Så tänkte köra på ögonbrynspenna igen, iallafall till kanterna så konturen blir jämnare, eller ja... Köpte ny mascara, och en tröja, Och ett par vantar,! och ett par svarta pärl öronhängen, tappade nämligen mitt ena..den var min favorit :(
MEN NU HAR JAG EN NY!
har mys iallafall,
Hur är er Fredagskväll då? xoxo
kram!
Har tänt alla ljus i mitt rum (Varmljus) Och bytt ut mina leopard printade smålyktor mot Små PlastJulstjärnor,! Dom är assöta och lyser svagare, men dom är så söta! Släkt alla lampor och Tv är på, men inte på ljud, så lyssnar musik och sitter i en JumpSuit nu med Uppsatt hår å allt (Y)
Jag & Min pappa har även satt upp en Klocka med Fjärilar :)
Man klistrar fjärilarna som man vill runt om , !
Och sen så klistrar man nåra som flyger iväg mot slutet, (12)
Så det blev jättefint faktiskt!
Spelar upp Mistletoe på radion också, Asmys <3
är ganska trött, och även taggad inför kvällen program av X factor då mina älsklingar är med <3
Så det blir bra!
Hoppas ni undrar vad jag köpte på stan för jag tänker berätta det iallafall! Muhaha!
Köpte en ögonbrynspenna, för jag använder mig just nu bara av Ögonbrynspulver, (Eller vad det nu heter)
Så tänkte köra på ögonbrynspenna igen, iallafall till kanterna så konturen blir jämnare, eller ja... Köpte ny mascara, och en tröja, Och ett par vantar,! och ett par svarta pärl öronhängen, tappade nämligen mitt ena..den var min favorit :(
MEN NU HAR JAG EN NY!
har mys iallafall,
Hur är er Fredagskväll då? xoxo
kram!
HALLÅJ!
Idag är det ännu en bra dag! En bra dag!
Men det som är tummen ner är att jag vill hugga hål i väggen för att jag inte kan få nå jävla biljetter till One direction.
BÖRJAR BÖLA SNART AHHH.
Hade damp imorse.
Iallfall, Ska på stan idag och köpa lite grejjer, vantar, osvosv,
så det blir ju bra.
Jaaa..Ska uppdatera min fanfic nu,
Så bjuder på en bild medans !
Och Säger sen när jag är tbx vad jag köpt :) Kram!
Men det som är tummen ner är att jag vill hugga hål i väggen för att jag inte kan få nå jävla biljetter till One direction.
BÖRJAR BÖLA SNART AHHH.
Hade damp imorse.
Iallfall, Ska på stan idag och köpa lite grejjer, vantar, osvosv,
så det blir ju bra.
Jaaa..Ska uppdatera min fanfic nu,
Så bjuder på en bild medans !
Och Säger sen när jag är tbx vad jag köpt :) Kram!
torsdag 1 november 2012
Tack!
Har just släppt ut all min vrede hos min stackars killbästavän, Edde..
tack för att du lyssnade vännen!
nog finns du när man vill det.
OH! och har världens bästa plan för Halloween!
Ska Sminka mig till The Ring tjejen :)
Dra på mig löshåret och det,
Ebba ska hjälpa, så img ska jag dra och köpa sminket som behövs,
så det blir bra ! Kram !
Ska kolla film och sova lite xoxoxoxoxoox
tack för att du lyssnade vännen!
nog finns du när man vill det.
OH! och har världens bästa plan för Halloween!
Ska Sminka mig till The Ring tjejen :)
Dra på mig löshåret och det,
Ebba ska hjälpa, så img ska jag dra och köpa sminket som behövs,
så det blir bra ! Kram !
Ska kolla film och sova lite xoxoxoxoxoox
usch säger jag bara!
Jävla människa som ska komma å bråka.
Fyfan vad less jag äääär!
Helt sjuuukt!
Nåja, Won't let bitches bring me down'
Iallafall, hej! Har nu fanimej blekt håret TVÅ GÅNGER men det är teoretiskt omöjligt att färga mitt hår!
Ahhh! Blir galen hära!
Så less!
Men nu tänker vi glada tankar! Fredag imorgon! Hoppas mina skor kommer! (Håller tummarna)
Det blir bra... Ni vet när nån ringt på skype och ni missat det?
haha jodå, Niksy ringde mig på skype 3 gånger och jag missade alla hahahah. omg dööör.
Menmen, Ska iallafall Skölja ur håret, Hoppas på lite ljusare iallafall..
Kram och bloggar bättre senare!
Fyfan vad less jag äääär!
Helt sjuuukt!
Nåja, Won't let bitches bring me down'
Iallafall, hej! Har nu fanimej blekt håret TVÅ GÅNGER men det är teoretiskt omöjligt att färga mitt hår!
Ahhh! Blir galen hära!
Så less!
Men nu tänker vi glada tankar! Fredag imorgon! Hoppas mina skor kommer! (Håller tummarna)
Det blir bra... Ni vet när nån ringt på skype och ni missat det?
haha jodå, Niksy ringde mig på skype 3 gånger och jag missade alla hahahah. omg dööör.
Menmen, Ska iallafall Skölja ur håret, Hoppas på lite ljusare iallafall..
Kram och bloggar bättre senare!
TIPS!
Okej detta är nog den BÄSTA ansiktmasken jag NÅNSIN använt, Jag lägger den 3 gånger i veckan och den har räckt enda sen jag var i stockholm hos ebba och det är asmkt kvar ännu!
Jag hade nyligen värsta Finn attacken i min högra panna och dem var hur stora som helst!
Men efter att jag applicerat masken 3 gånger denna veckan som syns som knappt nåmer!
Så REKOMMEDERAS STARKT AV MIG.
och den går för endast 99 kr på kicks!
ASBRA. ! Jag <3 Den!
I swear. KÖP om du har hudproblem! Som jag har haft, MEN INTE NU LÄNGRE!
och om du vill ha len och få bort finnar fort (Få perfekt hud)
Ta en 2/5 Del av en tomat och skrubba i cirklar i hela ditt ansikte, Låt verka i 2-3 minuter
och skölj av i varmt vatten.
och noppra gärna ögonbrynen en gång i veckan!
KRAM
KRAM!
Jag hade nyligen värsta Finn attacken i min högra panna och dem var hur stora som helst!
Men efter att jag applicerat masken 3 gånger denna veckan som syns som knappt nåmer!
Så REKOMMEDERAS STARKT AV MIG.
och den går för endast 99 kr på kicks!ASBRA. ! Jag <3 Den!
I swear. KÖP om du har hudproblem! Som jag har haft, MEN INTE NU LÄNGRE!
och om du vill ha len och få bort finnar fort (Få perfekt hud)
Ta en 2/5 Del av en tomat och skrubba i cirklar i hela ditt ansikte, Låt verka i 2-3 minuter
och skölj av i varmt vatten.
och noppra gärna ögonbrynen en gång i veckan!
KRAM
KRAM!
onsdag 31 oktober 2012
TIPS!
Elf smink är verkligen asbra och sjukt billigt!
Te.x allt dehära för 117 kr!
För det får man EN mascara i stan! FATTA.
Jag personligt älskar detta märke!
Ska snart beställa härifrån, Sjukt bra Smink till asbra Pris! (Y)
Te.x allt dehära för 117 kr!
För det får man EN mascara i stan! FATTA.
Jag personligt älskar detta märke!
Ska snart beställa härifrån, Sjukt bra Smink till asbra Pris! (Y)
HALLOWEEN FÖFFAN
Glad fucking halloween allihopa!
Visste fan inte att det var halloween idag ens, men är man efter så är man ju,
Nåja det går ju bra dehär med att utvecklas som Sminktös *smirk*
Menmen, Jag har det bra hära! det kan jag ju ta och säga...
Men nu ska jag faktiskt uppdatera min fanfic, och sen tare chill lyssna musik och läsa lite själv!
Kram & En massa Halsbett på er!
fattar ni?
det är ju HALLOWEEN HAHAHAHAHA
halloj!
Hej mina fina små Nutella burkar! IDAG så har jag awesome nyheter!
Först och främst så har jag fått min HOLLISTER Jacka!
OCH DEN ÄR SJUKT JÄVLA SKÖN! HELT UNDERBAR.
I love it.
Och så har jag beställt uggs som kostade 2705, (men det säger vi inget till pappa om hihi)
Sjukt snygga var dom iallafall, Här kommer en bild på dem!
små söta knappar och allt! MYS!
Så det blir awesome, Dem kommer snart! Om 3-5 dagar, Längtar!
Iallafall, som ni nu sett har jag tagit en liten ledighet från min blogg, annars hade det bara kommit
upp en massa skit hära, så nu blir det bättre iallafall!
I helg är det ju halloween, Vad har ni planerat Egentligen?
jag ska ha det fetd mys med en liten vän till mig!
Nämligen lilla ebba!
Vi ska dra på solarium och sen köpa godis och Ansiktmask, kolla skräckisar och ha det allmänt mys!
Iallafall, Har nu faktiskt börjat använda en hälsningfras som låter hur jävla dumihuvet somhelst,
HALLÅJ. så säger jag!
HALLÅJ och så gör jag en liten vinkning som riktar sig som en regnbåge, liksom...WTF?
man kan tro att jag är skåning om man aldrig hört mig prata förut, haha.
iallafall, är lyklig över min fina jacka! Den är så fin (<3)
Okayy so.. det var det iallafall!
har inte så mycket mer att säga än att jag vill sova ZZzzz..
ska fatiskt tända nåra ljus och sova lite.. haha...
Mamma klagade som fan på att jag Äter Nutella hela tiden!
MEN JAG KAN JU INTE HJÄLPA DET.
det är ju så gott!
Mamma- Nu Köper inte jag Nutella åt dig nåmer.
Jag- Va varfööör?
Mamma- LINDA DU KOMMER BLI FET SOM EN KÖTTBULLE.
Jag- Det är väll endå mitt val om jag vill va fet.
Sandra- Att va fet är gött.
Jag- Precis.
Kram på er! Bloggar säkert senare, eller imorgon..eller senare,! :)
Såg konstig ut hära, menmen det var ett smygfoto och jag var dessutom osminkat.
MAN MÅSTE KUNNA BJUDA PÅ SIG SJÄLV IBLAND.
söndag 28 oktober 2012
RIKTIG SORGLIG. läs!
''Smile for me.”
Harry can’t even begin to count how many times he has heard those words coming from Louis’ mouth. It’s without a doubt the sentence Louis has used the most around Harry since the day they first
met. Harry can still remember it.
It was the day they first met through X-Factor. After greeting each other, Louis simply looked into Harry’s eyes and said: “Smile for me.” For a while, Harry just stared at him as if he was mad, but when Louis repeated himself, Harry complied and he smiled for him. And it’s been like that ever since.
It didn’t take long for their friendship to turn into a relationship. In fact, if he’s being honest, Harry isn’t really sure if what he has with Louis was ever just a friendship. They kind of seemed to skip that mode and go straight to the “flirtationship”, which not long after, developed into a pure relationship. Oh, if only the fans knew that their beloved Larry Stylinson wasn’t just in their minds…
But every single day since the day they met, at some point during the day, Louis would look at Harry and tell him to smile for him. Every day. And every time, despite what mood he was in, Harry would smile for him. Every single time, no matter what.
So the fact that Louis is saying it again now in January 2011 doesn’t come as a surprise to Harry. Though, he still doesn’t know why Louis continues to ask him to smile for him.
Looking over at his boyfriend, Harry raises an eyebrow.
“Why do you keep telling me to smile for you?” He wonders, watching Louis carefully. The older man just smiles at him.
“Because I love your smile. It makes me happy.” Louis explains.
Harry sighs, shaking his head at the usual explanation Louis always gives him. When Harry doesn’t smile, Louis pouts his lips and looks at him with puppy eyes.
“Hazza… Smile for me? Please?” He’s asking, not telling this time, and with that adorable look on his face, Harry can’t help but comply. So he smiles.
Louis leans over and presses a gentle kiss to Harry’s lips.
“Thank you.” He mumbles against Harry’s lips, and once again, Harry doesn’t push the subject.
———————————-
It’s their 4 month anniversary. Harry is lying in bed with Louis on top of him, Louis’ face nuzzled into Harry’s neck, both of them breathing heavily after celebrating their fourth month together as a couple.
Louis’ hand is in Harry’s hair, playing gently with his curls and Harry’s fingertips are moving gently up and down Louis’ spine.
“Happy anniversary.” Harry whispers as he leans his head down slightly, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Louis’ head. He can feel Louis smile against his neck.
“Happy anniversary.” Louis whispers back against Harry’s skin.
A comfortable silence settles over them for a moment, both of them just enjoying being with the other. It’s Harry who eventually breaks the silence.
“You never told me what you wanted as an anniversary gift.” He says. About a week earlier, Harry had asked Louis what he wanted for their anniversary. Louis hadn’t replied, he had just smiled and pressed a kiss to Harry’s lips.
Louis pulls back slightly from Harry’s neck to be able to look up at him. There’s a soft smile on his lips as he speaks softly.
“Smile for me.” He says.
Harry should’ve seen that one coming and he’s about to comment it, but there is something in Louis’ eyes that keeps Harry from asking why this time. Instead, Harry just smiles his most loving smile at Louis and is rewarded with a kiss.
Harry soon forgets all about wondering why Louis keeps telling him to smile for him as Louis deepens the kiss and starts running his hands down Harry’s chest and stomach. It doesn’t take long before they’re celebrating their 4 months again.
———————————-
It’s the 24th of December, and it’s Louis’ 21st birthday.
“Oh my God, Harry… It’s beautiful.” Louis chokes out; having just opened the gift Harry had gotten him for his birthday.
Smiling happily to himself at Louis’ reaction at getting the Hugo Boss watch, Harry shifts closer to him and presses a gentle kiss to his cheek.
“I’m glad you like it. You didn’t tell me what you wanted, so I just got you something I thought you’d might like.” Harry says, watching with slight amusement as Louis looks down at the watch, looking almost a little puzzled.
“It’s perfect… Thank you. Thank you so much.” Louis says, turning away from the watch and looking at Harry for a long moment before leaning in, kissing him lovingly. Harry returns the kiss without question, smiling softly against Louis’ lips.
“Get a room, you two!” Niall complains after watching the pair kiss for close to five minutes.
“Yeah, you can have birthday sex when the rest of us leave!” Zayn shoots in, a teasing tone obvious in his voice.
“I think it’s kind of cute.” Liam states.
“Oh, shut up, Liam.” Niall huffs at him.
Louis grins against Harry’s lips before pulling back, letting his nose rub against Harry’s for a moment.
“I know I told you I didn’t want anything for my birthday. But…” Louis whispers, so low that only Harry can hear it.
“There is one thing I want…” Louis continues. Harry raises a curious eyebrow. The younger man watches as Louis bites his lip for a moment before continuing.
“Smile for me?”
Harry can’t help but let out a soft chuckle at Louis’ request.
“Why am I not surprised…” Harry chuckles, pressing another kiss to Louis’ lips. But, as always, he complies and smiles nonetheless.
———————————-
One Direction have just finished playing a concert in Liverpool. It’s March 2013, and it’s not exactly the warmest time of the year as the band leave the stadium and head for the car. Liam and Zayn are already in the car, while Niall is still inside the stadium, talking to some of his friends that came to see the show.
Harry and Louis are walking towards the car, both wrapped tight up in their jackets to keep some of the cold out.
Something wet suddenly lands on Louis’ nose, and soon he realises that is has started to snow.
Stopping, Louis turns his head upwards and watches as the snowflakes fall slowly and gently from the sky.
Harry is a few feet in front of him, almost by the car as he notices that Louis is no longer following him. Turning around, he spots Louis standing a few feet back, looking up at the sky.
“Lou-Lou, you nutter! It’s freezing out here, let’s get in the car!” He calls out to Louis. Louis doesn’t respond and keeps looking up at the sky.
With a confused frown on his face, Harry hurries back to his boyfriend, taking a hold of his arm and starting to tug at it to get Louis to move again.
“Come on, Louis, you’re going to freeze to death out here!” Harry pleads as he turns around and prepares to pull Louis over to the car. He stops when he feels Louis twist his arm out of Harry’s grip only to take a hold of his hand instead, spinning him back around and pulling him close.
“It’s snowing, Harry.” Louis says, still looking up at the sky, a big smile on his face.
“I know, and it’s also freezing, so can we please get in the car?” Harry asks, looking at Louis with almost pleading eyes.
“On one condition.” Louis says. Harry raises an eyebrow as Louis moves his gaze from the sky and to Harry’s eyes. “Smile for me.”
Harry struggles to hold back a slightly frustrated groan at that and is about to ask Louis if they had to do this right now in the cold, but the sparkle in Louis’ eyes and the slight blush on his cheeks caused by the cold makes him look so insanely beautiful that Harry can’t find it in himself to protest.
So he does as he is told, and he smiles. And he’s rewarded with a loving kiss from Louis that makes him forget all about the cold.
———————————-
It’s October 2013. Harry is sitting by Louis’ hospital bed. It’s exactly 2 months to the day since Louis was diagnosed with leukaemia. He’s been receiving treatment non-stop since the day he got the diagnose, and Louis is tired. So tired.
He’s been asleep for the past 2 hours and Harry hasn’t left his side for a second since Louis went to sleep. Nor does he have any intention to do so. If it wasn’t for the fact that he needed fresh air and food sometimes, Harry wouldn’t have left Louis’ side at all. Not until he got better, at least.
Harry’s fingertips are brushing against the back of Louis’ limp hand as he watches him sleep. He looks tired, yes, but he’s still the most beautiful human being Harry has ever seen in his life.
Louis’ eyes move underneath his closed eyelids and Harry can tell that he’s about to wake up. Surely enough, Louis’ eyes slowly, but surely, open.
“Hey you.” Harry says softly, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to the back of Louis’ hand.
“Hi…” Louis whispers back, his eyes finding Harry’s.
“How are you feeling?” Harry asks, reaching up to gently run his fingertips down Louis’ cheek.
“I’m tired, Hazza… So tired… I don’t know how much longer I can do this…” Louis whispers, sounding out of breath. It kills Harry to see him like this.
“Don’t say that, Boo Bear. You’re going to get through this. You just have to keep on fighting, like you’ve done for two months now. You’re doing so well, Louis. And I’m sure the treatment is going to start working soon, and then you’ll be fine again before you know it.” Harry insists, his voice still soft, but stern. Louis closes his eyes.
“But it hurts, Harry…” He breathes. Harry’s eyes water at that and he closes them.
“I know, Lou-Lou… But it’s going to stop hurting soon. I know it. You just have to keep fighting. You have to.” Harry all but pleads, and he’s sure Louis can hear that he’s on the verge of crying.
Louis hates it when Harry cries.
Slowly, he opens his eyes again and he uses almost all of his strength to turn his hand over and take Harry’s in his.
“Harry…” He whispers, giving Harry’s hand a weak squeeze, forcing Harry to open his eyes again.
“Smile for me…” Louis whispers, giving Harry a soft smile of his own.
Harry can’t help but laugh at the fact that even in his weakest moments, Louis can still find it in him to smile and ask Harry to smile for him.
“You’re unbelievable.” Harry says and leans in, pressing a very soft kiss to Louis’ lips. When he pulls back, he rests their foreheads together and gives Louis a soft smile.
“I love you…” Louis whispers, seeming pleased with Harry’s smile.
“I know. I love you too.”
———————————-
It’s the 17th of December 2014. Harry is sitting on the bed in his bedroom, a black scrapbook lying in his lap. He’s looking down at the book, his name written on the front of it in an all too familiar handwriting.
It’s been exactly one year since Louis lost the battle to leukaemia today.
It’s been one year, and Harry still hasn’t managed to bring himself to go through Louis’ things before now. And that’s when he found the scrapbook. It was lying in a box beneath Louis’ favourite shirts.
And now it’s in Harry’s lap, Harry’s name written in Louis’ perfect handwriting on the front of it. Taking a deep breath, Harry opens the book.
It’s full of pictures of the two of them, stretching all the way from when they first met at the X-Factor and to the final days they spent together in the hospital before Louis passed away. The date of when every picture was taken is written underneath each picture, a small text scribbled next to each picture. Mostly something one of them said on the given day that Louis remembered.
Harry looks through the book, page by page, through his tears as they slowly run down his cheeks. Some of them drip onto some of the pictures in the scrapbook. The memories of him and Louis together makes his heart scream with pain in his chest at the same time as it makes it pound with happiness.
God, how he misses Louis.
When Harry reaches the third page from the end of the book, there’s more of Louis’ handwriting. Not just small quotes or dates this time - but a message.
“Harry,
By the time you read this, I’m guessing I have already been gone for exactly one year. That’s the exact amount of time you have needed to be able to bring yourself to look through my belongings.”
Harry gasps as he reads Louis’ words. How did he…?
“Don’t look so shocked, Styles. You should know that I know you well enough to know how long you’d need to be able to look at things that used to belong to me. It shouldn’t really come as a surprise.”
Harry sighs softly. Louis really did know him that well.
“But now that I finally have your attention, I want to tell you that I love you. I love you so insanely much, Harry Edward Styles. More than I ever got the chance to tell you. And you have no idea how much I miss you. Because I do. Even though I’m the one who’s gone, I miss you. I miss you every single second of every single day, and there’s nothing I want more than to be able to be back with you and look into those beautiful, green eyes of yours, and tell you just how much I love you. But I can’t.”
Harry needs to close his eyes to keep the tears from flooding down on the message Louis had written. It takes a long moment before he’s able to take a deep breath and open his eyes again to keep reading.
“But Harry, you need to know that there’s not a moment when I’m not still with you. Because I am. I’m with you every single day, and I will be forever. You will always have me with you in your heart, and if you ever need me, just look into your heart and I’ll be there. Waiting to help you through whatever you might need me to.”
Harry chokes back a sob as he reads, his heart breaking slowly in his chest at Louis’ words.
“Never forget that I’m still here, Harry. I’m still here with you. Always and forever.
I love you, Harry. Always have, always will.
- Your Louis x”
On the page next to the message, there’s a picture of the two of them. It’s one Liam took of them over Christmas in 2011. Louis is lying on his back outside in the snow, with Harry lying on top of him. They’re both covered in snow and their lips are meeting in a loving kiss. You can see that they’re both smiling. It’s Harry’s favourite picture of them.
Below it, there’s another small message from Louis.
“Oh, and Harry?”
It says in Louis’ beautiful handwriting. The message ends there and Harry is starting to worry that Louis never got the chance to finish what he was going to say. But then he realize that there’s still one page left. So, while taking a deep breath, Harry swallows hard and turns the final page.
“Smile for me.”
and he does.
It was the day they first met through X-Factor. After greeting each other, Louis simply looked into Harry’s eyes and said: “Smile for me.” For a while, Harry just stared at him as if he was mad, but when Louis repeated himself, Harry complied and he smiled for him. And it’s been like that ever since.
It didn’t take long for their friendship to turn into a relationship. In fact, if he’s being honest, Harry isn’t really sure if what he has with Louis was ever just a friendship. They kind of seemed to skip that mode and go straight to the “flirtationship”, which not long after, developed into a pure relationship. Oh, if only the fans knew that their beloved Larry Stylinson wasn’t just in their minds…
But every single day since the day they met, at some point during the day, Louis would look at Harry and tell him to smile for him. Every day. And every time, despite what mood he was in, Harry would smile for him. Every single time, no matter what.
So the fact that Louis is saying it again now in January 2011 doesn’t come as a surprise to Harry. Though, he still doesn’t know why Louis continues to ask him to smile for him.
Looking over at his boyfriend, Harry raises an eyebrow.
“Why do you keep telling me to smile for you?” He wonders, watching Louis carefully. The older man just smiles at him.
“Because I love your smile. It makes me happy.” Louis explains.
Harry sighs, shaking his head at the usual explanation Louis always gives him. When Harry doesn’t smile, Louis pouts his lips and looks at him with puppy eyes.
“Hazza… Smile for me? Please?” He’s asking, not telling this time, and with that adorable look on his face, Harry can’t help but comply. So he smiles.
Louis leans over and presses a gentle kiss to Harry’s lips.
“Thank you.” He mumbles against Harry’s lips, and once again, Harry doesn’t push the subject.
———————————-
It’s their 4 month anniversary. Harry is lying in bed with Louis on top of him, Louis’ face nuzzled into Harry’s neck, both of them breathing heavily after celebrating their fourth month together as a couple.
Louis’ hand is in Harry’s hair, playing gently with his curls and Harry’s fingertips are moving gently up and down Louis’ spine.
“Happy anniversary.” Harry whispers as he leans his head down slightly, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Louis’ head. He can feel Louis smile against his neck.
“Happy anniversary.” Louis whispers back against Harry’s skin.
A comfortable silence settles over them for a moment, both of them just enjoying being with the other. It’s Harry who eventually breaks the silence.
“You never told me what you wanted as an anniversary gift.” He says. About a week earlier, Harry had asked Louis what he wanted for their anniversary. Louis hadn’t replied, he had just smiled and pressed a kiss to Harry’s lips.
Louis pulls back slightly from Harry’s neck to be able to look up at him. There’s a soft smile on his lips as he speaks softly.
“Smile for me.” He says.
Harry should’ve seen that one coming and he’s about to comment it, but there is something in Louis’ eyes that keeps Harry from asking why this time. Instead, Harry just smiles his most loving smile at Louis and is rewarded with a kiss.
Harry soon forgets all about wondering why Louis keeps telling him to smile for him as Louis deepens the kiss and starts running his hands down Harry’s chest and stomach. It doesn’t take long before they’re celebrating their 4 months again.
———————————-
It’s the 24th of December, and it’s Louis’ 21st birthday.
“Oh my God, Harry… It’s beautiful.” Louis chokes out; having just opened the gift Harry had gotten him for his birthday.
Smiling happily to himself at Louis’ reaction at getting the Hugo Boss watch, Harry shifts closer to him and presses a gentle kiss to his cheek.
“I’m glad you like it. You didn’t tell me what you wanted, so I just got you something I thought you’d might like.” Harry says, watching with slight amusement as Louis looks down at the watch, looking almost a little puzzled.
“It’s perfect… Thank you. Thank you so much.” Louis says, turning away from the watch and looking at Harry for a long moment before leaning in, kissing him lovingly. Harry returns the kiss without question, smiling softly against Louis’ lips.
“Get a room, you two!” Niall complains after watching the pair kiss for close to five minutes.
“Yeah, you can have birthday sex when the rest of us leave!” Zayn shoots in, a teasing tone obvious in his voice.
“I think it’s kind of cute.” Liam states.
“Oh, shut up, Liam.” Niall huffs at him.
Louis grins against Harry’s lips before pulling back, letting his nose rub against Harry’s for a moment.
“I know I told you I didn’t want anything for my birthday. But…” Louis whispers, so low that only Harry can hear it.
“There is one thing I want…” Louis continues. Harry raises a curious eyebrow. The younger man watches as Louis bites his lip for a moment before continuing.
“Smile for me?”
Harry can’t help but let out a soft chuckle at Louis’ request.
“Why am I not surprised…” Harry chuckles, pressing another kiss to Louis’ lips. But, as always, he complies and smiles nonetheless.
———————————-
One Direction have just finished playing a concert in Liverpool. It’s March 2013, and it’s not exactly the warmest time of the year as the band leave the stadium and head for the car. Liam and Zayn are already in the car, while Niall is still inside the stadium, talking to some of his friends that came to see the show.
Harry and Louis are walking towards the car, both wrapped tight up in their jackets to keep some of the cold out.
Something wet suddenly lands on Louis’ nose, and soon he realises that is has started to snow.
Stopping, Louis turns his head upwards and watches as the snowflakes fall slowly and gently from the sky.
Harry is a few feet in front of him, almost by the car as he notices that Louis is no longer following him. Turning around, he spots Louis standing a few feet back, looking up at the sky.
“Lou-Lou, you nutter! It’s freezing out here, let’s get in the car!” He calls out to Louis. Louis doesn’t respond and keeps looking up at the sky.
With a confused frown on his face, Harry hurries back to his boyfriend, taking a hold of his arm and starting to tug at it to get Louis to move again.
“Come on, Louis, you’re going to freeze to death out here!” Harry pleads as he turns around and prepares to pull Louis over to the car. He stops when he feels Louis twist his arm out of Harry’s grip only to take a hold of his hand instead, spinning him back around and pulling him close.
“It’s snowing, Harry.” Louis says, still looking up at the sky, a big smile on his face.
“I know, and it’s also freezing, so can we please get in the car?” Harry asks, looking at Louis with almost pleading eyes.
“On one condition.” Louis says. Harry raises an eyebrow as Louis moves his gaze from the sky and to Harry’s eyes. “Smile for me.”
Harry struggles to hold back a slightly frustrated groan at that and is about to ask Louis if they had to do this right now in the cold, but the sparkle in Louis’ eyes and the slight blush on his cheeks caused by the cold makes him look so insanely beautiful that Harry can’t find it in himself to protest.
So he does as he is told, and he smiles. And he’s rewarded with a loving kiss from Louis that makes him forget all about the cold.
———————————-
It’s October 2013. Harry is sitting by Louis’ hospital bed. It’s exactly 2 months to the day since Louis was diagnosed with leukaemia. He’s been receiving treatment non-stop since the day he got the diagnose, and Louis is tired. So tired.
He’s been asleep for the past 2 hours and Harry hasn’t left his side for a second since Louis went to sleep. Nor does he have any intention to do so. If it wasn’t for the fact that he needed fresh air and food sometimes, Harry wouldn’t have left Louis’ side at all. Not until he got better, at least.
Harry’s fingertips are brushing against the back of Louis’ limp hand as he watches him sleep. He looks tired, yes, but he’s still the most beautiful human being Harry has ever seen in his life.
Louis’ eyes move underneath his closed eyelids and Harry can tell that he’s about to wake up. Surely enough, Louis’ eyes slowly, but surely, open.
“Hey you.” Harry says softly, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to the back of Louis’ hand.
“Hi…” Louis whispers back, his eyes finding Harry’s.
“How are you feeling?” Harry asks, reaching up to gently run his fingertips down Louis’ cheek.
“I’m tired, Hazza… So tired… I don’t know how much longer I can do this…” Louis whispers, sounding out of breath. It kills Harry to see him like this.
“Don’t say that, Boo Bear. You’re going to get through this. You just have to keep on fighting, like you’ve done for two months now. You’re doing so well, Louis. And I’m sure the treatment is going to start working soon, and then you’ll be fine again before you know it.” Harry insists, his voice still soft, but stern. Louis closes his eyes.
“But it hurts, Harry…” He breathes. Harry’s eyes water at that and he closes them.
“I know, Lou-Lou… But it’s going to stop hurting soon. I know it. You just have to keep fighting. You have to.” Harry all but pleads, and he’s sure Louis can hear that he’s on the verge of crying.
Louis hates it when Harry cries.
Slowly, he opens his eyes again and he uses almost all of his strength to turn his hand over and take Harry’s in his.
“Harry…” He whispers, giving Harry’s hand a weak squeeze, forcing Harry to open his eyes again.
“Smile for me…” Louis whispers, giving Harry a soft smile of his own.
Harry can’t help but laugh at the fact that even in his weakest moments, Louis can still find it in him to smile and ask Harry to smile for him.
“You’re unbelievable.” Harry says and leans in, pressing a very soft kiss to Louis’ lips. When he pulls back, he rests their foreheads together and gives Louis a soft smile.
“I love you…” Louis whispers, seeming pleased with Harry’s smile.
“I know. I love you too.”
———————————-
It’s the 17th of December 2014. Harry is sitting on the bed in his bedroom, a black scrapbook lying in his lap. He’s looking down at the book, his name written on the front of it in an all too familiar handwriting.
It’s been exactly one year since Louis lost the battle to leukaemia today.
It’s been one year, and Harry still hasn’t managed to bring himself to go through Louis’ things before now. And that’s when he found the scrapbook. It was lying in a box beneath Louis’ favourite shirts.
And now it’s in Harry’s lap, Harry’s name written in Louis’ perfect handwriting on the front of it. Taking a deep breath, Harry opens the book.
It’s full of pictures of the two of them, stretching all the way from when they first met at the X-Factor and to the final days they spent together in the hospital before Louis passed away. The date of when every picture was taken is written underneath each picture, a small text scribbled next to each picture. Mostly something one of them said on the given day that Louis remembered.
Harry looks through the book, page by page, through his tears as they slowly run down his cheeks. Some of them drip onto some of the pictures in the scrapbook. The memories of him and Louis together makes his heart scream with pain in his chest at the same time as it makes it pound with happiness.
God, how he misses Louis.
When Harry reaches the third page from the end of the book, there’s more of Louis’ handwriting. Not just small quotes or dates this time - but a message.
“Harry,
By the time you read this, I’m guessing I have already been gone for exactly one year. That’s the exact amount of time you have needed to be able to bring yourself to look through my belongings.”
Harry gasps as he reads Louis’ words. How did he…?
“Don’t look so shocked, Styles. You should know that I know you well enough to know how long you’d need to be able to look at things that used to belong to me. It shouldn’t really come as a surprise.”
Harry sighs softly. Louis really did know him that well.
“But now that I finally have your attention, I want to tell you that I love you. I love you so insanely much, Harry Edward Styles. More than I ever got the chance to tell you. And you have no idea how much I miss you. Because I do. Even though I’m the one who’s gone, I miss you. I miss you every single second of every single day, and there’s nothing I want more than to be able to be back with you and look into those beautiful, green eyes of yours, and tell you just how much I love you. But I can’t.”
Harry needs to close his eyes to keep the tears from flooding down on the message Louis had written. It takes a long moment before he’s able to take a deep breath and open his eyes again to keep reading.
“But Harry, you need to know that there’s not a moment when I’m not still with you. Because I am. I’m with you every single day, and I will be forever. You will always have me with you in your heart, and if you ever need me, just look into your heart and I’ll be there. Waiting to help you through whatever you might need me to.”
Harry chokes back a sob as he reads, his heart breaking slowly in his chest at Louis’ words.
“Never forget that I’m still here, Harry. I’m still here with you. Always and forever.
I love you, Harry. Always have, always will.
- Your Louis x”
On the page next to the message, there’s a picture of the two of them. It’s one Liam took of them over Christmas in 2011. Louis is lying on his back outside in the snow, with Harry lying on top of him. They’re both covered in snow and their lips are meeting in a loving kiss. You can see that they’re both smiling. It’s Harry’s favourite picture of them.
Below it, there’s another small message from Louis.
“Oh, and Harry?”
It says in Louis’ beautiful handwriting. The message ends there and Harry is starting to worry that Louis never got the chance to finish what he was going to say. But then he realize that there’s still one page left. So, while taking a deep breath, Harry swallows hard and turns the final page.
“Smile for me.”
and he does.
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