The funeral:
It was about 11:00 and I was deciding whether to get dressed or to crawl back in bed and cry. I decided to get dressed since all I have done for the last week is cry.
I haven't seem the house or even left Harry's house in about 4 days.
I walk over to my closet and pull out my black dress. It was a simple strapless dress with detail around the middle. I turned on my curling iron and slightly curled my hair.
I tried to put my eye makeup on but it was just coming off with my tears anyway.
I paired my outfit with my black high heels. I looked in the mirror one last time and walked down the stairs.
I see Harry waiting for me at the end and smile a little.
"You look beautiful" he says softly. I smile a little more and put my head on his shoulder. I cry for a second but stop. He was rubbing circles in my back as Liam and Zayn came downstairs.
I look at them and they slowly come to me and hug me for a long time. I continue to cry and hug them back.
Harry was wearing an all black suit with now jacket. Zayn and Liam were both wearing suits but no ties.
"Im sorry Tori. I will meet you there." I hear zayn say to me softly. He kisses my cheek and go outside to his car.
Louis slowly comes down the stairs. He is wearing a dark blue dres shirt and blak pants. He smiles at me a little and then his eyes go sad.
"Im sorry babe. We'll be with you today, okay?" He says to me as he loses my forehead softly.
I slowly turn to Harry who also has teary eyes.
I hug him again as I bury my head in his shoulder.
"Don't cry Harry. You're gonna make me cry" I say to him.
I quickly wipes his tears away.
Niall walks down stairs and meets my eyes. He quickly looks down and continues to walk down the stairs. He is wearing black pants and a dark red dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up slightly.
He comes over to me and gives me a hug. I've always liked his hugs. They were warm and tight. He whispers in my ear "I'm sorry."
I pull away and give him small smile. I kiss his cheek and wipe away my stray tear.
I turn back towards Harry and take his hand softly. "Let's get this over with" i say softly
FUNERAL
"Now, we are going to have Linda's daughter come up and say a few words." I hear the man in the front say. I slowly get up and Harry releases my hand. I have had tears rolling down my face for a pretty much the whole thing but i quickly swallowed them as I got to the front of the room.
My mom was always a people person, so there were many people here.
I take a deep breath and start.
"Obvisously, I've never been to one of these or had to talk in front of one. But, I'm here to tell you all what all my mom meant to me." I start
"She was my role model. She was my shoulder to cry on and a hand to hold when I needed one. She was my biggest fan, supporter and counseler. She was my worst enemie at times, but was also my greatest friend." I start to tear up again. I slowly look down at my paper. I of course couldnt read any of it from the water in my eyes.
I look up at the crowd and see Harry. He is whsipering "You can do this"
I look back down at my hands and begin to speak again. "Me and my mom... Me and my mom had a different language. She always knew what to do when I needed her. She has never let me down and i just hope I can do the same for her." I cry once more and put my hands over my eyes.
Niall and Harry both hurry to the front but i quickly take my hands away and say "I can do this. I can. I have to...for her."
They look at me and sit back down.
"Everyone keeps telling me that they are sorry that she wont be here for when I get my wedding dress or when I do get married or to see my kids. But, thats not true. She will always be with me. She's not going anywhere and nor does she plan on it. There are going to be tougher and more heartbreaking days down the road, but knowing that she is rght behind me every step of the way is going to make everything a little bit better." I look up from the mic and see many people wiping their eyes.
"Mom, do you remember that time I was going to camp? I was so scared I was going to miss you. You told me to get a seat on the left, right next to the window. So, i would be able to look back and see you there." I pause as I wipe the endless tears away. "I'm getting the same seat now."
I look up and see everyone crying now. I slowly go down the stairs and see Harry waiting for me at the bottom. He puts his hand around my waist and directs my back to my seat.
"Your mom is so proud of you" he whispers to me as I put my head in the crook of his neck. Ii dont have anymore tears left so I just sit there while he rubs circles in my back.
"We are now going to share some songs family and friends have decided to use in memory of Linda." the man at the front says
Some songs pass by. They must of meant something to someone here. As time goes on, one song stands out to me.
I'm a dreamer but im not the only one. I hope some day you will join us and the world will be as one.
Imagine no possessions, I wonder if you can. No need for greed or hunger. A brothehood of man, imagine all the people sharing the world.
This was my moms favorite song. She loved this song so much. When I was little, she would sing it before bed, every night.
I start to cry a little more into Harry's shoulder, which causes him to look down at me.
"This was our song" i whisper
His eyes go sad and he continues to hug me tightly. "Baby, its okay. Its okay" he keeps saying to me, rocking me back in fourth.
I can hear his voice crack and feel him wipe away the tears off his face.
"Im here. Im here" He says once more.
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Okay! What does everyone think! So, i did use a passage from the SIster's Keeper! I adore that movie and i thought that little part was perfect! Also, I have something planned for the next few chapter but i dont know how to slid into it just yet! NEED IDEAS! VOTE AND COMMETN PLEASE
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