Harry's POV
"I want to spend the rest of it, all that's left, with you by my side, Harry"..
Lou said these, finally.. Although I knew it way before.. I knew, someday he would come back to me, but never did I think of paying such a price, something, that would take away his presence forever..
The next morning, after a beautiful sleep in Lou's arms, my eyes opened to the screeching sunlight seeping through the window of the hospital room.. I rubbed my eyes, turned over and saw him already awake.. The stare that I was used to waking up every morning to, completed with that smile, was right there, after so many days, rather more than an year..
I rested on my chest, put up my face and placed it on his chest, whispering to him I said,"I won't let you go, Lou".. And looked up at him, to see him smiling already yet on the verge of crying.. I didn't want to see him crying anymore, so I jumped off the bed, distracting him, i said that i would go back and bring back all his belongings..
I kissed him, and went out..
I walked over to Liam and asked him for Louis' address..
Taking it, I quickly drove over to his apartment and went inside his bedroom..
Opening the cupboard, and Lou being Lou, the messy one, all the clothes tumbled out..
But it was not only the clothes that caught my eye, I saw a black something peep out from within his clothes, pushing everything aside I found out it was a diary.. Lou's diary..
"When did he even start writing diaries?", astonished I thought to myself..
As it didn't have any sort of statutory warning of 'keeping out', I decided to sneek in for a bit.. And I thank myself to have done so, atleast now..
28th June, '13
"A beginning to my suffering.. Not only physical, 'cause that has already started way back, but my mental suffering..
I simply busted out on Hazza yesterday.. I didn't mean any of it, not a single one.. I just couldn't tell him the truth, the truth that would tear him apart, break him into pieces.. I just couldn't..
I just lied me and Eleanor, I can never Love anyone but him, he is my one and only.. And he will be, forever..
I just hope, that he forgives me someday.. Or someday, when I won't be around, He'll know that all I ever cared for was him.."
5th November, '13
"Had our rehearsals today.. Went good..
Just an year ago, this was the day, the day when we came closer, when he picked the hints I had been giving him..
That night was something indescribably magnificent.. Not just because we came closer physically, but something that night happened, that made us even more stronger, brought us even more closer..
'Will you marry me, someday?', Harry asked kneeling on one knee,holding a ring..
That's when I ran upto him, pulled him closer and said, "You need an answer to this too?", kissing on his neck..
Kisses on Harry's neck is a sort of weakness of his..
But today, everything's changed, we aren't the same anymore, God knows we ever would be or not..
I looked up to him, he looked rather tired and upset.. Seemed like, a new version of Harry, the morbid one..
I miss his smile, the genuine one.. I miss his pranks.. I miss Harry, the old Harry.. The one I love..
Fast forwarding through the dates, moving forward to the last page,I looked up at the last entry he made..
3rd August, '14.
WISHES..
I went to the doctor today, he said the medicines don't seem to work good, that my heart is growing weaker.. That there's not much left..
How I wished to rush to Hazza, hold him in my arms and say that the ever growing weak heart of mine has never ever loved you less, rather loved you more with every single passing minute..
I know he loved me then, and he still does.. But my love wasn't enough to make me stay back..
The day he proposed was probably the best day of my life and I had so many plans since then, so many WISHES for US.. That i wished we could fulfill together..
Now that they are going to remain unfinished.. Let me just tell you about them, dairy..
Wish 1- Get married to Him.. And not just any ordinary marriage, I want us to get married on the beach, everything decorated just like our first date.. With my n Hazza's close ones, and obviously the boys..
Wish 2- Have a boy.. Adopt one actually.. And name him Lucas.. I know Harry wants three kids but I just want one.. Seeing him grow in our arms, playing with us.. Laughing and giggling all the way..
Wish 3- Go out on the stage, hold the microphone, hold out Harry's hand, walk upto the tip of the stage, and shout out to the world that I'm in love with Harry, and I forever will be..
Wishes of mine are just the simple ones, the ones any person in love would wish for, but it's my fortune that just flipped, leaving me out of the picturisation of my dreams, my wishes..
It's totally heartbreaking..
I sat down on the floor for a while, felt sad as to why I believed in everything He said.. My heart knew he didn't mean anything, but why didn't my mind react?
I packed all clothes and other necessities..
I drove back to the hospital to find Lou all dressed up, ready to leave this cranky old place.. I slowly walked upto him, hugged him and said, "I'll fulfill them, Lou.. Each one of it, just the way you want", whispering into his ears..
I pulled myself back and there it was, that perfect smile that made me drool..
I was finally going to Fulfill my Loves' wishes.. Each one of them..
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FanfictionHarry realised about his feelings, made a gesture, and Louis was over the moon, they both were happy, together they dreamt of making a world of their own.. But happiness has its price and cracks started stepping in between.. Collapsing there whole t...