Song: Moments by One Direction

______________________________

[Sparks shoot off the old cracked TV screen. Miraculously it's still working. Even after...last time.

It's 7 PM.

Time for the interview.]

Lily: So Louis, it's been five months since your last visit.

Louis: Yes it has. Things are quite different.

Lily: Can you elaborate on that?

Louis: You know what I'm talking about. Don't make me say it. Please don't.

[Audience looks at one another curious as to what's going on. This is all new to them.]

Lily: Right, sorry. [Turns to crowd.] Unless you've been living under a rock during these past months, you all know that Harry Styles has been missing for seven months now. Those seven months have been hard on the boys and for you, the fans, as well.

Louis: Just get it over with.

Lily: I'm sorry Louis, I know this isn't easy for the band and yourself. Uhm, how do I say this...

[Exasperated, Louis does it for her.] Louis: Harry's dead. Gone. Killed himself.

[Dead silent in the room. No one says anything. They don't know what to do. Scream? Cry? Yell? What to do?

A piercing scream answers that answer. Soon, girls and boys alike are crying. Sobs echoing around the room.

The studio people let them be. It's too much to take in all at once.]

Lily: Louis, I'm sorry but that was just harsh. You couldn't have-

Louis: Couldn't I have what? Sugar coated it? Lied? No, I'm sorry, but that's how it is. Harry's dead. Sugar coating it won't bring him back. He's gone now. Nothing we do will get him back. So why lie about it? Why pretend that it's not true? What did you want me to do? Give them a speech about how life is hard and people die for a reason?!

[Lily sits there shocked at his outburst. Fans and staff alike gape him. Maybe this was a bad idea.]

Louis: Tell me Lily, what was Harry's reason for dying? Was he not talented enough? Was he not loved? Was he terribly ugly? Was he such a manwhore that he deserved to die?! Is that it?

[He turns to the camera, raging madness clear in his dark eyes]

To all of you who have sent any type of hateful messages to Harry, who wished he killed himself...are you happy now? Your wish has been granted. He's dead. I hope you are happy. Who's going to be your next target? Niall? Liam? Zayn? Or me? Or maybe all four of us because you just love tearing people down.

[To his utter disgust, he sees 'fans' shuffle guiltily in the audience. Shaking his head, he calms down and turns to Lily.]

Lily: Uhm, so, w-what is going to happen to the band?

Louis: Management has given us the option of getting a replacement or going on without him.

Lily: Have you boys decided what to do yet?

Louis: Yes. We will be going on without Harry.

Lily: Why is that?

Louis: We, as a band, don't want anyone getting hate for taking Harry's place. Or hate of any kind.

[Lily looks down for a second before looking back up at Louis.] Lily: Louis, about what you said in our last interview...

Louis: What about it?

Lily: You said you loved Harry...did you mean it? Truly loved him?

[Louis tenses, knowing what she's getting at. He knew the question was bound to be asked sometime. He knew he has to tell the truth.]

Louis: He was a friend. A bandmate. A brother. But, I'm sorry. I never loved him-

[Then, as if that's not cruel enough, the screen seems to flicker between static and the interview. The words repeating over and over again.]

"Never loved him. Never loved him. Never-never-never. I never loved him."

Light casts shadows across the abandoned room. Police tapes hung across walls. Lighting up the ghostly dull curls of the heartbroken boy crying the corner.

Crying for the man who never loved him.

__________________________

Short. But I finished the second part. I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm having serious Larry feels. The heartbreaking kind.

Anyways, hope you liked it.