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It will get better, i promise :)
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-S xxxx
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---THREE YEARS LATER---
***CHARLOTTES POV***
Three years.
It has been three years since Harry auditioned for the X factor, got into boot camp, got put into a boy band called One Direction and three years since they all got a record deal.
But most of all, it has been three years since i have seen Harry.
---FLASHBACK---
"Have you got everything?" my mum asked Harry for the hundredth time this morning.
"Yes mum. Stop panicking" Harry groaned from the kitchen.
For the rest of the morning we all help him pack and get ready for boot camp.
He would be leaving at 1 o clock and it was already 12.30.
As the time to say goodbye came my mum and dad said goodbye and good luck first.
Then it was Maggie who ran up to him and jumped into his arms. She cried into his shirt while he whispered into her ear.
"Don't go Hawwy, please don't go" she wailed
"I have to but i promise that i will be back soon. Okay?" he asks her while tears of his own were forming in his eyes.
He put Maggie down, took a deep breath in, and then turned to me.
Before i could stop myself i had my arms wrapped around in torso in a tight hug.
He hugged back for a few moments before pulling away.
"I got something for you" he whispers to me.
"Really? You didn't have to" i claim as tears rolled down my cheeks.
"I wanted to" he says as he reaches into his back pocket and pulling out a little black box.
He gave it to me and i opened it.
In this box was a small little necklace shaped into a paper airplane.
The exact replica as his paper airplane chain that mum had gotten him for his 15th birthday.
"Harry..." i say stunned.
"Its ok. Just remember that no matter where i am in the world you will always be my little sister and i will always be there for you"
"You promise"
"I promise".
After saying that he straighted his back out, looked at our parents, then to Maggie and then back to me.
He turned around and walked out of the door but before he was gone i heard him shout,
"Goodbye Charlie!"
Charlie. That was the first time that he had called me that.
I was suddenly really excited for him and i couldn't wait for him to come back home.
Little did i know that he wouldn't be coming home...........
---PRESENT---
The only where i saw Harry was through videos and pictures.
Of course i was a fan of One Direction, but i couldn't really look at them in the way as other 13 year old girls would.
I miss Harry. I cant lie.
I miss how he takes hours in the bathroom fixing his hair, i miss how he would tease me and Maggie until we were at the edge of riping our hair out, but i just mainly miss him.
Sometimes i would dream about him but every time i do it is always the same.
---DREAM---
I am walking down the street when i see a familiar mop of brown curls.
"Harry?" i whisper.
I run down the street to see him entering the cemetery.
I stop running. Why is he going in there.
I decide to follow him from a distance to see what he is doing.
He keeps on walking until he reaches a grave that i have never seen before.
He stands in front of it and i can see his mouth moving, as if he is talking to it.
I decide to wait until he is gone to see who that grave belongs to.
He stays there for a long time until he stands up and walks away in the opposite direction.
When he is out of sight i run towards the grave to see who lies under neath it and why Harry was here.
As i read the writing i fell myself about to faint.
I check the writing again to make sure im not imagining things.
Nope, its still there.
Here lies Gemma Styles
Daughter of Des and Anne
Sister to Harry, Charlotte and Maggie
Rest in peace princess
---BACK TO REALITY---
That is how the dream always goes.
Why?
Is it a sign or is it just me losing my mind.
I haven't taken the necklace that he got me off. Ever.
Sometimes it makes me happy knowing that he has his necklace always on as well because almost every interview you can see him with the chain on.
Oh Harry. If you only knew how much i miss you!
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