Days passed. Most of it was a blur. I'd been drinking again. I promised myself I would go back to that after you died. I knew it would remind me too much of that night but as days pass I remember more and more. It gets scarier and scarier. This wasn't a time to be the lead in a horror film.
I don't know if I wanna know more. All I remember is a scream and a thud so far and then I see you. Your gorgeous body on our bathroom floor. I can't handle it. It's a scar hidden in the back of my mind I don't remember getting there. I wish I would just remember. Then and only then I could let it all go. Knowing what happened would help me heal quicker.
The more I don't know, the worse I get and the more I wonder if it was my fault. All these questions flooding my head. Was it me who killed you? Was it my fault you may have tripped? Or was it just an accident? I don't talk to the boys anymore, I just stay in my room all day.
I stopped eating. I just don't have the energy to do anything. I sit here all day thinking, writing and crying. "Write a song about how you feel" that was the last thing they said to me before I stopped coming out of my room. I think they're worried. Worried I won't heal. I don't think I ever will.
I'm sorry Harry. I brought this upon myself. I shouldn't have argued and I shouldn't have gone out and drank that night. I should have stayed in and took care of you. I regret everything I did that night. I'm so sorry.
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Forbidden Love//L.S🤍
Fanfiction{Completed} {recommended 12} TW//⚠️ strong language and injury detail Louis writes Harry a letter to tell him how much he is grieving from his death. He gets better but falls ill with a dangerous illness. Find out in forbidden love. Instagram: itsai...
