Louis' P.O.V
I felt numb. Like my body had been drenched in ice water. None of this felt real. I felt like I could go back home and see my lovely Shelby again. I felt like I could still hold her little frame against me and kiss her forehead and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. I still felt like I could cuddle her in bed and kiss her slowly fading scars. I still felt like she was alive.
Liam stood to the right of me, Harry to my left. Madison stood by Harry and Maddie stood by Liam. Niall stood next to Madison and Mallori stood next to Niall. Zayn stood alone by Maddie. Not only did I feel sadness, but also jealousy. They had their girlfriends and here I stood, at my girlfriends funeral.
I felt horrible. What could I have done different? What could I have done to stop her. Where did I go wrong? She's gone. It's my fault. I should have been there. I shouldn't have gone out that night. She'd be here if I hadn't.
"And now we have some words from Shelby's boyfriend, Louis," the priest said, stepping away from the coffin.
I walked to he end of the coffin, where Shelby's head would be. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a purple iris, Shelby's favorite flower. I placed it on the coffin. I looked over at the boys and they all gave me sympathetic looks.
I took a deep breath, and started my speech.
A/N:
Yes! I'm back with more! So this is my new fanfiction. I'm giving you fair warning, this is going to be really sad. So there's that. And yes, this will be written in Louis' P.O.V throughout the whole book. Anyway, thank you so much for taking the time out of your day to read this! Thanks so much! :)
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Goodbye, For Now
FanfictionI didn't know she was that broken. Trigger warning: GRAPHIC(!!) depictions of self harm, eating disorders, suicide, depression. Read at your own risk.