; polaroid l.t

| Nine |

||polaroid

|| Natalia's POV ||

I walked into our new bedroom, admiring how huge it was.

I open the blinds and set some boxes ontop of the bed.

" Natalia? "

It was Liam.

He walks up to me holding a box.

"Yes Li? " I ask as I put my purse down on the bed.

" Look what I found in the truck ... "

Louis' box.

I smile at him and gulp.

" You still have his things ... " He mumbles.

" Yea, I never threw it out. I just kept it as a ... memory. " I explain to him.

He nods and starts walking out the door.

" I-im just gonna get the rest of the boxes down stairs. "

I hum in response. Opening Louis' box I see an unfamiliar NIKE shoe box.

I mustve put it there earlier when Niall was rushing me...

I stare at the box and it comes to my senses.

It was our box.

I remembered that Louis got me a pair of running shoes and we used the box to put 'special' things in it.

Opening the box, first thing I see is tissue paper. I take put one item and unwrap it.

It was my polaroid camera.

Memories of Louis and I came flooding through my mind as I place it down next to me.

I take another item out and see that it was just some extra films.

The last item was in a blue bag.

Inside of it was a gold square zipper pouch. I open the pouch and small films came out.

I smiled as I took a film seeing that it was a picture of me from New York.

Taking a look at another picture to look at, I stop smiling.

I look at the happy couple and bite my lip to keep me from the water works.

It was the very first picture that we took from the polaroid camera.

I wipe my eye's noticing that I was crying. I look at the picture again bursting into more tears.

" I miss you. " I whisper.

The picture was of me and Louis in the kitchen of our old house.

We looked so happy.

Very happy.

It was the first polaroid picture.

It was our polaroid picture.

Staring at it, I place it back inside the box and shake my head.

Why is it so hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember?