Even After Death Do Us Part (Larry Stylinson AU)

I saw him.

I'm not sure how it's possible, but I did.

I don't care if I was half asleep or the room was dark enough to make my vision horribly weak, I know it was him.

I could hear him. I could see him. I could smell him.

I could feel him.

I really don't know how it was possible, but I could.

I can assure anyone that I'm not mad and what I saw was real, not a dream, imagination or hallucination.

It was real.

I just... I just need to know how I saw my dead boyfriend standing in front of me.

When Louis Tomlinson's boyfriend died, he took away a part of Louis with him. A big part of him. The part which Louis called his only good part.

Himself.

Harry Styles was ripped away from life and Louis in the most cruel and twisted way possible.

Louis was trying to move on, trying to pretend that he was over it, but everyone could read him like an open book, and they knew that Louis was slowly breaking.

And when you're trying to forget, it never helps that you start seeing your dead boyfriend everywhere.

~*~

A/N- bc i'm a definitely masochistic.

PS- This story is paranormal (ghosts duh)

  

'A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you, baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you, baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me'

Here Without You- 3 Doors Down