Adopted By Harry Styles

Chapter 65 [Part 2]

  If you can, play the song that is available to you!
 
  Song for the chapter: Nightingale -Demi Lovato
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  "It hurts when you loose someone you love. But people always leave something behind for you to remember them forever."
                                           -Michael Jackson
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  This chapter is dedicated to all of you who have lost anyone who meant so much to you. Know that they are still with you and looking out for you. Never loose hope ;)

  Enjoy!

WARNING: You may or may not need tissues...just saying...
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I was in the car with the other lads. No one was talking; everything was just silence. There's a certain feeling that happens before a funeral and I was never able to identify that feeling. It's sort of a numbness. There is no other word to describe that feeling. At least I don't think so.

I looked out the window. It wasn't the bet of days, but considering that this is England, the wether never really is perfect; always wet and sticky. But today, for once the wether was nice. It was sunny and bright and I could hear some birds singing. It looked nothing like those cliché movie scene where it's downpouring on a funeral just for the sake of the mood.

I reached for my phone to text Liv if she was there or not; we left only 20 minutes ago. She said she was 30 minutes away from the chapel. How she managed to get closer to the chapel then me was a mystery since me and the guys stated to leave once she left our house. Let's just hope that she isn't speeding to get there on time. As said before, the ride was silent, with the occasional growl of Niall's stomach. I didn't understand on why he was hungry, he had a sandwich before we left. Never mind, he just took some M&Ms out of his pocket, he should be good for the next 20 minute or so.

The only things that I brought with me, was my cell, pocket sized tissues, some makeup as well as the remover, and a small purse to carry everything in. I only brought the stuff that I would actually need rather than stuff that would take up space, such as snacks--I'm starting to regret that decision though thanks to Niall.

  I being to fiddle with Justin's locket and being to think about the times that we spent together, even the ones that had Lucy in the picture. I then started to wonder wether Lucy would be going to the funeral or not. I honestly would be surprised if she did but at the same, surprised if she showed up. The reason being that she pretty much betrayed me, Justin, and Liv, but also since we were good friends for a time. Dare I text her? No. I would just want to see if she's there or not rather then let myself disappointed on wether one or the other will happen.

  I suddenly felt something on my shoulder, only to see that it was Harry's hand. He could tell that I needed someone, but I didn't want to feel weak. I lied my head on his shoulder as he kisses the top of my forehead. We say nothing to each other. I remembered Harry's words from when he first adopted me.

  "Because your a bird with a broken wing. And I want to take care of you so you can fly."

At this point, I think I'm beyond broken. There's no point in fixing me now.

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