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-𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐍-
We've all lost someone or something sentimental to us. It didn't matter who they were or what it was, who or what we lost gave us happiness, it gave us the strength to push through the day as long as they were with us, she lost her someone, how in the hell was she supposed to do this alone without him?.
Evie and Mal stood outside of Majesty's dormitory contemplating if they should knock or not. At five that morning Harry was pronounced dead to his girlfriend and family who were currently on their way to see him and plan what they were going to do with his body. "Should we?". Evie questions. "I don't know Eve. I have no idea how to console her". It was true. Mal hadn't known her sister at all. "Maybe we should just go? Cotillion probably isn't the best thing to take her to, she's grieving". The blue haired girl takes one last glance at the door before walking away hoping Mal would follow. "Maybe not". She mumbles before leaving after Evie.
MJ lays in bed with his jacket gripped against her chest, it smelt just like him mixed with the ocean breeze because he was always by the docks. Gosh he was perfect. He had all the qualities a girl could want in a man, he had everything she wanted in a man, but now much like those desperate girls on the isle who always glared her way, he wasn't available for her to have by her side anymore. "I love you..so fucking much Harry".
