It was festively decorated, candles were burning everywhere, cinnamon was in the air, Christmas music was playing softly from somewhere, and the whole house was filled with peace.
Harry sat on the roof like they always did. he looked into the distance, at the lake. It was cold, maybe it would snow tonight. He heard the windowsill of Louis' old room creaking. Someone had to climb up to him. A slender body sat down next to him and put an arm around his shoulders.
"He would have been 28 today."
"His favourite number."
Harry let his head fall onto his chest and took a deep breath. Eleanor hugged him tightly. "He loved you so much Harry." She stroked the back of the curly head, who was now a grown man
Eleanor had come to his funeral. Eleanor had talked to Harry. Eleanor had mourned with Harry and finally gotten a second chance. And now she was part of the still existing group of friends.
"Come on, don't we want to go in? The others are here and Féli has finished cooking."
Féli had grown into a beautiful young lady. She was just like her brother, only thanks to Harry she could cook. In general, Harry and Féli were almost inseparable, like siblings.
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"Uncle Harry!" Louise rushed towards him. She was his goddaughter and a spitting image of Zayn. The nine-year-old was also incredibly creative. There was no longer any doubt about Zayn's paternity
"Mom said that Uncle Louis once flew to Denmark alone to watch a football game. Is that true?" To be honest he didn't have an answer to that question, but it sounded a lot like his Louis
His Louis
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oh my god i can't believe i'm done with this story. Kind of a bit sad because I've been dealing with this for almost a year. Thanks to everyone who reads or has read this.
-Anna
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Fiksi Penggemar"It's all about the pain, the ink is just a souvenir, sweet cakes" I smiled smugly and lit a cigarette
