Chapter 25

                                    

                                          
Liam's POV:
New Tweet from @NiallOfficial: "Lol, sorry guys. Larry isn't real, I was just messing with ya! Lou loves El, and pretty sure Harry has a date with Kendall next week ;)"
That's not how Niall tweets.
At least, not the real Niall.
It only takes me a split second to realise Niall probably posted some Larry Stylinson thing, and then Modest took over his twitter to delete it.
Clicking on his profile, I can see that whatever it was, was deleted.
We'll still get an earful from Si.
Climbing into the car, I see Louis standing to the side of the pathway. The fans cleared up a couple hours ago, just after Zayn got in, and he's on the phone. His eyebrows are furrowed, eyes narrowed, and a wide frown spread across his face.
Oh shit, he's talking to Simon. 
His voice just carries over to me, as I stand next to the open car door.
"And yes, that is a threat."
Hanging up, he walks over to me. I can see tears forming in his eyes, and despite all the rivalry between us, it tears me apart.
It kills me to see him like this. He's nothing like the wild, crazy Louis from before, the one who would start screaming whenever the mood struck him, the one who would prank me, Harry and Niall, teamed up with Zayn, the one who was so happy, and so free...
The one who could show his love to the world.
I pull him in, holding him tight as I can, feeling his head bury into my neck. I want to say some comforting words, that it'll be okay, that it's no worse than it's been before, that Simon's just some dickhead who can't see love when its right in front of him. But that's not what comes out of my mouth.
"Lou..." I mutter. "We gotta get in the car, c'mon..."
Slowly he pulls away, nodding and climbing in as I follow. We sit in silence, and he pulls out his phone, plugging in some earphones. I feel so guilty, I can see the hurt in his eyes as he looks out the window. I know I didn't handle it well, but I never do well with emotional stuff. I guess any time I feel attached or like I care I just let go so I don't get hurt. But I can't let go, I love these boys like the family I always wanted, like the friends I didn't have.
I was a loner kid, I never really had many friends. Only a few people showed up to my sixteenth birthday party, and I was in and out of hospitals as a kid so a lot of my family mastered the art of not caring too much. Ironically, they all reached out to me after we released Up All Night...
I guess my family is just like that; if you don't care too much, it won't hurt if it ends, and if you're materialistic in the relationship then you only gain.
But Louis' different. 
You know that feeling when that person makes a song start in your head, and makes you laugh so hard you can't breathe; they're the person who never, ever lie to you, and the one who trust you with the secrets they don't even trust their lovers with. The one who you can go out and get drunk, and you know they'll make sure you get home safe. The one who would actually care if something happened to you, and would do anything for you. The ones who you want to spend the rest of your life with, not even in a romantic way, but you just want to spend your whole life with them because they fill your life with so much joy and happiness. The person who, without them, your life is so sad and empty because they're what gives your life meaning. They're the person who means more to you than anyone else in the world, even your family, because they're like your chosen family. The one who will always lifts you up, and they'll come down with you if you're on a low. The ones who make you so so so proud to know them, to be friends with them. The one you love. Your best mate.
It feels like I'm losing the old Louis, the one who was that to me.
And I don't know how I can hold the band together if I myself am falling apart.
                          
I KNOW ITS SAD PLEASE DONT HATE ME

ALSO LILO IS THE ONLY KIND OF FRIENDSHIP I REALLY WANT






okay thats it ig
all the love
~perzon