Harry died at the young age of 17. It was a shame, he had so much to give. He was smart, beautiful and kind but he grew tired of worrying, tired of feeling insecure and tired of living.
So he stopped it all.
He finally did what was on his mind for...
I'm sleeping at Niall's house on Friday, But I haven't been sleeping properly recently. I get really bad dreams that you are in a locked box, struggling alone, you cry and scream but no one can hear you... I can't help you. I'm scared the dream will happen at Niall's. What if he finds it weird? He might kick me out; not everyone is as understanding as you.
Even when you were still here, I never slept good unless you was pressed tightly against my chest.
I remember our first proper sleepover, we had stayed with each other before but we always ended up in bed, asleep by twelve at the latest. This sleepover was special - it was your 12th birthday.
You suggested pulling an all nighter. I refused, because I just loved feeling your head rest in my chest as we both happily fell asleep.
"Come on Lou! It's my birthday," popping out his bottom lip and making his green eyes widen, Harry begged.
"Haz you know how I get when I don't have enough sleep..." It's true, Louis is a terrible morning person and the teen boy loves and I mean loves sleep.
"It's my birthday tomorrow though," Harry scooted closer, practically sitting on top of his best friend, unaware of the sudden tension Louis could feel, "Think of it as an early birthday present!" Harry smiled innocently and at that moment Louis knew it was only him having thoughts of kissing his friend. He blamed it on the fact He was a thirteen year old and hormones were kicking in.
"That's exactly what I mean! I don't want to ruin your birthday party by being grumpy, I don't want your friends to hate me."
"You are being silly, they were your friends before they were mine," he laughed, "please Lou."
Louis shrugged still not fully excepting it.
"Don't make me say it..." Louis' face dropped and sent a glare that said 'don't you dare'. "Boobear will you please do this for me... Boobea-"
"Okay okay fine!"
"this will be so fun! We can bake, watch films, sing," Harry jumped and started running around the room looking for his DVD collection (that he was extremely proud of.) "Oh oh oh! we can do just dance!" He squealed.
"Fine as long as I get to do the Katy Perry one," Louis bargained.
"Deal!"
Even though I was hesitant, I finally agreed. I remember that night being one of the funniest nights of my life. My favourite part was when we just laid down and stared at the ceiling. Silence devoured us until you turned to me, dimples deep and eyes darkened, you told me I was beautiful.
I wanted to repeat that night, that moment, over and over again.
I wanted to stay up all night, every night.
That is till your party...
I went home to get dressed and showered (I don't know why I Left I normally do all that at yours. However, this time I didn't.)
I was tired and grump, my mum just got on my nerves so I shouted at her, completely blew up like a toddler having a tantrum. It ended in me being grounded and not being able to go to your party.
That's when I vowed to never pull all nighter again and you never made me.
I wish I never made that vow. I can't help but think if only we stayed awake for longer more often we would go to that time of night where you would let your walls down. You would be honest. I could have saved you.
If it meant that I have you in my arms, I would stay up all night forever,
Lou x
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