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PRESENT TIME, TWO DAYS LATER, IN THE EVENING, AT HOME, ALONE, CRYING

PRESENT TIME, TWO DAYS LATER, IN THE EVENING, AT HOME, ALONE, CRYING

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L O U I S


I can't breathe.

I feel as if I am suffocating.

I need the love of my life. I need to have him with me.

I can't go on with my life without him.

It's impossible.

It hurts so much. So so much. I can't even describe my feelings.

I feel so many things.

I think about so much but only one person's on my mind, at day and at night.

He never leaves my mind.

How ever could he? He's the love of my life. I will think about him forever, until I die.

Hopefully that's soon so I can see the love of my life again.

„My Hazza. - „My Lou and cheeky little BooBear."

„My rope." - „My anchor."

„My light." - „My lighter."

„My sun." - „My helium."

„My everything." „My everything."

I remember the day I proposed to him.

It was such a bad timing and I forget everything I actually wanted to say.


- TWO YEARS AGO-

„Hazza? I have to ask you som-"

„Stupid shirt!"

„Do you need help with sorting out the closet?"

„No, Lou. I don't need- Help!"

A loud cracking noise was heard and Hazza fell backwards from the ladder.

„AHHHH!"

„I GOT YOU!"

I wrapped my arms around his middle and layed under him and Hazza pressed happy kisses to my cheeks.

„You're the best, cheeky little BooBear. I love you so so much. I could've died if you didn't catch me."

I didn't think further anymore before I blurted out:

„Do you want to be my fiancé and husband in the future?"

It was silent.

Awkwardly silent.

„You don't have to answer me right now if you aren't sure yet. It's okay. I understand."

„ARE YOU JOKING??? OF COURSE I WANT TO MARRY YOU!"

„You want to?"

„Of course, Lou! You didn't really think I would say No, did you?"

„I was just making sure you really want to...I don't want to force you into anything you don't want yourself."

Hazza cuddled onto my chest and sighed. I layed on the mess of clothes in the middle of our bedroom and pet his hair.

„I do want to be your fiancé and husband, Lou. Of course. Let's enjoy our last time together because I don't honestly know if we will even marry anymore. The doctor said it can be only one month or even two months until I will die. I am so sorry, BooBear. I don't want to leave you."

„Don't be sorry, Hazza. It's not your fault. It will be alright. It will be alright one day."

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