"The​ ​rose,​ ​sir,​ ​it​ ​dropped​ ​two​ ​petals​ ​at​ ​once."

"I​ ​know,​ ​Niall."

"But​ ​why?​ ​Master,​ ​it's​ ​supposed​ ​to​ ​be​ ​only​ ​one​ ​petal​ ​per​ ​week,​ ​I​ ​would've​ ​sworn​ ​I​ ​saw​ ​one​ ​drop yesterday​ ​and​ ​now​ ​two​ ​and.."

"Rosed​ ​die,​ ​much​ ​like​ ​humans."

"But,​ ​sir-"

"Enough​ ​Niall,​ ​just​ ​leave​ ​me​ ​be."

Harry​ ​sat​ ​down​ ​with​ ​his​ ​mirror​ ​in​ ​hand,​ ​it​ ​had​ ​been​ ​a​ ​week​ ​since​ ​Louis​ ​walked​ ​out​ ​of​ ​his​ ​life​ ​and the​ ​rose​ ​had​ ​been​ ​losing​ ​it,​ ​just​ ​like​ ​his​ ​heart.​ ​Both​ ​had​ ​been​ ​ripped​ ​apart​ ​it​ ​seemed.​ ​He​ ​felt weaker​ ​with​ ​every​ ​petal​ ​that​ ​dropped​ ​and​ ​he​ ​knew​ ​it​ ​wouldn't​ ​be​ ​long​ ​before​ ​all​ ​of​ ​this​ ​is​ ​over.

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"Louis,​ ​love,​ ​there's​ ​someone​ ​at​ ​the​ ​door​ ​for​ ​you!"

Jay​ ​yells​ ​as​ ​she​ ​holds​ ​the​ ​door​ ​open​ ​for​ ​the​ ​stranger,​ ​letting​ ​him​ ​enter​ ​her​ ​homey​ ​house.

"He​ ​says​ ​his​ ​name​ ​is-"

"Liam?"

Louis'​ ​voice​ ​comes​ ​from​ ​the​ ​staircase,​ ​he​ ​frowns​ ​at​ ​the​ ​looks​ ​of​ ​his...​ ​mate?

"Lou,​ ​hey,​ ​I-​ ​uh,​ ​I​ ​came​ ​to​ ​talk​ ​to​ ​you."

"Okay,​ ​come,​ ​we'll​ ​talk​ ​in​ ​the​ ​living​ ​room."

Louis​ ​leads​ ​the​ ​way​ ​and​ ​sits​ ​on​ ​the​ ​loveseat,​ ​making​ ​Liam​ ​sit​ ​on​ ​the​ ​couch.

"You​ ​got​ ​a​ ​really​ ​nice​ ​mother,​ ​doll,​ ​she's​ ​honestly​ ​the​ ​sweetest​ ​and​ ​your​ ​home,​ ​I​ ​love​ ​it,​ ​it's​ ​so-"

"Liam,​ ​why​ ​are​ ​you​ ​here?"

"Oh,​ ​uh,​ ​yeah​ ​that​ ​story​ ​of​ ​course."

Liam​ ​takes​ ​a​ ​big​ ​intake​ ​of​ ​breath.​ ​Louis​ ​can​ ​see​ ​all​ ​sorts​ ​of​ ​nervous​ ​ticks​ ​on​ ​him,​ ​but​ ​decides​ ​to not​ ​say​ ​a​ ​word​ ​and​ ​just​ ​let​ ​Liam​ ​explain.

"It's​ ​not​ ​going​ ​so​ ​well​ ​with​ ​Harry."

Louis​ ​frowns​ ​at​ ​that.

"What​ ​do​ ​you​ ​mean?​ ​Is​ ​he​ ​sick?"

"Terribly​ ​so,​ ​I​ ​don't​ ​think...​ ​I​ ​don't​ ​think​ ​he​ ​has​ ​much​ ​longer,​ ​he​ ​is​ ​feeling​ ​so​ ​incredibly​ ​weak​ ​and

he​ ​just​ ​lost​ ​his​ ​appetite​ ​together​ ​with​ ​his​ ​colour​ ​and​ ​happiness."

"That's​ ​horrible,​ ​Liam,​ ​what​ ​can​ ​I​ ​do?"

"I​ ​need​ ​you​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​me​ ​the​ ​truth,​ ​only​ ​then​ ​I​ ​can​ ​know​ ​what​ ​you​ ​can​ ​do."

"Alright,​ ​sure,​ ​you​ ​can​ ​ask​ ​me​ ​whatever."

"What​ ​do​ ​you​ ​feel​ ​for​ ​him?"

"I-​ ​Liam,​ ​that-"

"You​ ​got​ ​to​ ​answer​ ​it,​ ​Louis,​ ​it​ ​might​ ​be​ ​his​ ​only​ ​cure."

"I-​ ​I​ ​lo-​ ​like​ ​him,​ ​I​ ​think,​ ​he​ ​just,​ ​he​ ​makes​ ​me​ ​feel​ ​this​ ​way,​ ​where​ ​I'm​ ​so​ ​important​ ​and​ ​I​ ​really feel...​ ​beautiful,​ ​I​ ​feel​ ​beautiful​ ​whenever​ ​he​ ​smiles​ ​at​ ​me​ ​or​ ​looks​ ​at​ ​me​ ​and​ ​I​ ​feel​ ​thousands-​ ​no millions!​ ​Millions​ ​of​ ​butterflies​ ​swarming​ ​in​ ​my​ ​stomach,​ ​my​ ​whole​ ​body​ ​whenever​ ​he​ ​touches my​ ​arm​ ​or​ ​hand​ ​in​ ​a​ ​loving​ ​fashion.​ ​I​ ​just,​ ​I​ ​really​ ​like​ ​him,​ ​Liam."

"Louis,​ ​I​ ​need​ ​you​ ​to​ ​love​ ​him,​ ​only​ ​true​ ​love​ ​can​ ​save​ ​him​ ​from​ ​his​ ​own​ ​lot,​ ​only​ ​love​ ​can​ ​stop what​ ​can't​ ​be​ ​stopped.​ ​The​ ​spell​ ​will​ ​be​ ​broke,​ ​we'll​ ​all​ ​will​ ​be​ ​normal​ ​again,​ ​human​ ​again."

"So​ ​you​ ​want​ ​me​ ​to...?"

"I​ ​want​ ​you​ ​to​ ​come​ ​with​ ​me​ ​to​ ​the​ ​castle,​ ​to​ ​confess​ ​your​ ​love​ ​for​ ​him,​ ​he​ ​loves​ ​you​ ​and​ ​his​ ​only  cure​ ​is​ ​for​ ​someone​ ​to​ ​truly​ ​love​ ​him​ ​too.​ ​In​ ​the​ ​past​ ​decades,​ ​there​ ​had​ ​been​ ​so​ ​many,​ ​so​ ​many ladies​ ​and​ ​men​ ​alike​ ​to​ ​come​ ​and​ ​say​ ​they​ ​did​ ​truly​ ​loved​ ​him,​ ​just​ ​to​ ​become​ ​filthy​ ​rich,​ ​but either​ ​master​ ​never​ ​liked​ ​them,​ ​or​ ​their​ ​love​ ​was​ ​not​ ​true.​ ​With​ ​you,​ ​Louis,​ ​everything​ ​changed, you​ ​changed​ ​him​ ​for​ ​a​ ​better​ ​him​ ​and​ ​I​ ​believe​ ​he​ ​changed​ ​you​ ​too.​ ​Come​ ​to​ ​the​ ​castle​ ​with​ ​me, Lou,​ ​either​ ​you​ ​come​ ​or​ ​he'll​ ​die."

"Go​ ​with​ ​him,​ ​Louis."

His​ ​mother's​ ​voice​ ​can​ ​from​ ​the​ ​door​ ​opening,​ ​connecting​ ​their​ ​kitchen​ ​to​ ​their​ ​living​ ​room.

"Mum,​ ​are​ ​you​ ​sure?"

"You​ ​love​ ​him,​ ​darling.​ ​All​ ​you​ ​talk​ ​about​ ​is​ ​him,​ ​and​ ​you​ ​always​ ​look​ ​so​ ​happy​ ​doing​ ​so,​ ​so​ ​yes, go​ ​to​ ​him.​ ​Save​ ​him."

"Okay,​ ​okay​ ​I'll​ ​do​ ​it,​ ​I'll​ ​come."

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"Sir?"

"Master?"

"Master,​ ​open​ ​the​ ​door!"

"Harry?!"

"Open​ ​this​ ​goddamned​ ​door!​ ​NOW!"

"HARRY!"

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Hello everybody!

Questions:

- How are y'all?

- Any questions? Wanna do a character ask or whatever?

- Is there another fairytale/disney movie you'd want me to write a Larry version of?

Prolly another 3 to 5 chapters before it's over!

X Emma