It all comes back in flashbacks. He haunts my every dream and i see him everywhere i go but he never comes back.
I remember that day like it was yesterday the day i saw him and couldn't forget him the day we first met. I remember the fights, our goodbyes and our i love you's. On the phone till 3am talking about everything and anything just wanting to hear his voice and the hot hotel nights.
His laugh, bad jokes staying up all night watching horror movies, the long walks we'd have.
I remember it all.
I some how always knew what we had was going to end but i never dreamed of it ending so soon not this soon and as cold as it did now am haunted with the words I never said and the memorie of you.
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Bleeding Colors| Harry Styles AU
Fanfiction"I hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old" he was never that person who ended something with I love you or even a goodbye and like a love sick puppy i conviced myself it was love.
