•[ i am not the only traveler ]•
1. memories of you who were
• • • • • • • •
31 days
12.5 hours
32 minutes and 45 seconds
31 days. 12.5 hours. 32 minutes and 45 seconds since the love of his life pull in his last breath, fading away from his arms forever.
louis always knew that time like this will come, but—always thought it would come later in life but here he is laying in bed looking out the window wishing to dissolve into the stars.
his mom or sisters would come up and check on him but he just lays empty, either nodding or shaking his head until they understand to stop bothering him.
he doesn't want them, he doesn't wanna see his mom or his siblings—he just wants harry back. that's all he wants.
since no one can bring him back, he'll just sit in his memories. the memories that haunts his brain over and over again. he doesn't find it in himself to shake the memories off when they come because they make it feel like harry was still next to him.
"just welcome them—you'll never be alone if you watch the days where you were truly happy" his mind softly speaks, echoing through his skull like an empty hallway.
"lou! what are you doing in bed" harry laughs jumping onto their bed, shaking louis' shoulders as fast as he can. louis smiles as he rubs his eyes, blinking to see harry above him.
maybe the memories aren't that bad—
"haz—what do you want? it's too early for this" louis jokes trying to pull the sheets over his head, harry is quick to pull it back, grabbing his forearm.
"lou" harry whines pulling onto his arm, louis rolls his eyes at the childish actions before tackling harry onto the bed.
"nooo—get off, you're too heavy—i can't breathe" harry dramatically gasps as louis rolls them over smiling, louis softly gasps putting his hand on his chest.
YOU ARE READING
the night we met | L.S
Fanfiction"you look at the sky like you hate the world" harry softly speaks as they look up at the stars, his favorite song lightly playing in the background. "i do hate the world" louis mutters, glancing at harry who meets his glaze with furrowed brows. "wh...