The night we met.

Dear diary.

3 months later.

Everyone all over the world was a wreck. Harry Styles the sweet youngest member of One Direction was dead.

News outlets all over the world were covering the story. No one who knew Harry personally would watch them.

Anne couldn't cope without Harry.  She knew she had Gemma but she couldn't fathom that her youngest was really gone.

Knock...knock...knock.

Gemma looked at her mom sit there lifeless. She wasn't much better. She got up from her seat at the table with one last glance at her mom and went to answer the door.

She walks to the front entry way and opens the door and nearly passes out from who she sees at the door. There stands Harry. Her little brother who she thought was dead.

"Ha-Harry?!" She looks him over one time not believing this was actually happening.

"Hey gems" Harry says skeptically.

Gemma looks at Harry with disbelief written all over her face.

"I can explain but first I need to see mom" Harry says seriously.

Gemma steps to the side still not believing he's actually here.

"Mom!" Harry calls out. He walks into the living room to see his mother sitting there holding a pillow.

"Mum?" Harry says scared.

"H-Harry?" Anne looks to see Harry with tears in his eyes.

"Hi mum" Harry says crying now.

"Harry, my baby! Oh my goodness, Harry you're actually alive!" Anne literally flies from the couch into Harry's arms, not wanting to let go of him.

"Mum there's a couple things I need to tell you and it involves why I semi faked my own death" Harry says and Gemma and Anne were on alert when he said this.

"Sit mum, Gemma" hearty tells them getting prepped because he was about to tell them everything.

Gemma and Anne held each of Harry's hands.

"Mum, remember how you kept on saying I looked depressed?" Harry says looking at Anne.

"Yes Harry I remember" Anne says intensely.

"Well I was and I had good reason to be, Louis stopped talking to me, the boys no longer wanted to be around me or would just plain out be mean to me, and it wasn't my fault mum, I didn't have a choice... I signed a contract" Harry says tears welling in his eyes.

"Harry what did you do, what contract did you sign?" Gemma says looking at her brother.

"Gems they didn't give me a choice it was either my happiness or the boys happiness and careers. He said if I told them about anything that he would end their careers and they would never sing again, and I just couldn't let that happen. Even if it meant my happiness was gone."

Gemma and Anne look at Harry. He was truly the sweetest most gentle soul.

Harry hadn't even gotten to the worst part.

"And not only that but I've had a major crush on Louis since Xfactor, and I planned on asking him out that day I signed the contract, I even told Elanour, but she told management and management said they didn't want any faggots in the band and forced me to move out of Louis's place. He hates me mum and I didn't even do anything" Harry was full out crying now. His mum and sister holding him closely not wanting to let him go.

A few minutes later Harry looked at his mum

"Mum can I borrow your phone there's a few calls I need to make."

"Are you calling the boys? And Louis?" Gems asks Harry with a pleadful look.

"Not yet gems" Harry says.

Anne hands Harry her phone. He know who he has to call.

Harry dials the number saved in Anne's phone.

Lou Teasdale.

"H-hello? Anne? Are you alright?" Lou sounds like she's in despair.

"Hello Lou" Harry says.

Lou shot up from her bed hearing that voice that she's missed so much. Knowing this can't be real.

"H-h-Harry?" Lou says tears brimming on her eyes.

"Yeah Lou it's me" Harry says a soft smile playing at his lips.

Lou started balling. She didn't know what to do.

Harry told her everything that happened and why he did what he did.

"Oh Harry I'm so so sorry" Lou who was still crying. Knowing she didn't do anything to help the boy.

"You know the lads aren't taking this any better than anyone else, haz" Lou says, hearing Harry sigh.

"Lou I know and they will find out eventually. Just not yet. I want to expose Simon cowell and SYCO management one and for all."

Lou was shocked. Harry was going to do what no one else could? Yes, Lou. Yes he is.

On the other side of London.

Liam was a wreck.
Zayn was a mess.
Niall was in despair.
Louis? Well Louis was in so much pain he only moved to go to the bathroom.

They all moved into Harry's flat after he had passed away.

Louis slept where Harry slept alone all those night. Not knowing that there lays the truth right underneath him in a box.

He had broken up with Elanour. The only thing keeping him from killing himself was his family. Who also was a wreck because of Harry's death.

The thing that broke Louis the most was not the fact that Harry was dead. Was that he didn't speak to the boy leading up to his death. Harry was his everything and he just wanted to get back at Harry for leaving him alone in his flat. Not even telling him how he felt.

(Oh Louis you dumb fuck)

Later came in the day.

"Lou pizza is here, we are all still hurting but we need to eat" Liam calls to Louis.

Louis didn't want to get up, the more he got up the less he could smell Harry on the comforter and sheets.

Vanilla, and orange.

That was Harry's smell.

Louis got up nonetheless.

He trodded his way down stairs to find all the boys sitting on the couch.

He grabs a slice and goes back up to the room.

But because the light shines on the room at 6:45PM at a certain angle. Louis see's the box. And his curiosity gets the better of him.

He grabs the box and opens it.

HARRY STYLES

Louis knows he shouldn't but he does because it's Louis, the same boy who dialed 9 when it said not to.

He opens up to the first page.

Dear diary...