My Drug. (L.T)

Part two.

"To lose someone you love, is to alter your life forever. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. The worst part of grief if that you can't control it. The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes, and let it go when we can, losing someone you love is the hardest thing to accept." He paused, before looking up to the sky. "Remembering you is easy, I do it everyday. Missing you is the heartache that never goes away."

As I look around me, I couldn't believe how many people had come to Dani's funeral. I still can't believe shes gone, the last thing I remembered was me and Dani having an argument about why she didn't tell me she was ill and then she walked out. Next thing i know I'm getting a phone call, from Harry, telling me shes in hospital, it all happened so fast. People leave this world quicker than they entered, and that scares me.

Falling for Danielle Styles was the best but most heartbreaking decision I have ever made, and I wouldn't change it for the world.

"Lou?" A posh british accent came from behind me, I would recognize that voice anywhere.

"Hey," I replied in a whisper.

"You okay? You kinda zoned out there, buddy." Harry's voice was croaky from the tears, I felt so bad. Though I had no reason, Harry was my best friend and I hated seeing him upset.

"Do you really want me to answer that, Haz?" I laughed slightly, as I wipe the tears from my eyes,

"You're right, Anyways its time to get to the wake. Do you want to come? If not we can drop you back at the flat."

"I think Im just going to back to the flat, I don't think I'm really feeling up to seeing people." I hiccuped. Harry nodded and gave me a hand up.

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"Today was the funeral of Harry Styles' sister Danielle Styles-" I shut the TV off, I really don't want to hear all the shit about how many people were there and how sad the event was, I think the press should keep there noses out. Its someones funeral for gods sake.

I huff as I stand up a grab my jacket, and head towards the door.

Costa or Starbucks?

Dani would usually help me decide. I'd Sigh.

"I miss her." I whispered to myself.

As i walked down the stairs and exit the lobby entrance, i think to myself. Dani would choose Starbucks, so Starbucks I shall go. Going to Starbucks might give me some closure and give me a feeling that shes still here.

As i walk around the corner, i reach OUR Starbucks, we went there a lot. I walked through the glass doors and to the counter.

"Mr, Tomlinson. I'm sorry about-" She began, but i put my hand up to stop her.

"Please don't apologize, I've had enough of that, but thanks." I smiled at her. "Caramel latte please."

"That's different."

"It was her favorite," I said as i took the cup from her hands and head towards the usual booth.

Nothings the same without her, Its been just over a week since she left this earth and i just don't think i will ever be able to cope. Nothing the same, leaving the flat isn't the same without hearing her contagious laugh from behind, when harry cracked one of his many terrible jokes. Waking up in the morning isn't the same without having my arms wrapped around her slim waste, Breathing isn't the same, She was my reason to live, my reasons to breath, my reason to exist and shes gone. And there's nothing i can do about it.

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