Today is Saturday, The day of Davids funeral.
Harry is getting ready and I have to pick out a dress and do my hair and makeup. I am honestly not in the mood to go to this thing today, but i promised Harry that we would go, so we are. I turn the shower on and I realize I forgot my phone so I grab it from the room and plug it into the speaker and "PillowTalk" comes on the playlist, that has been my favorite song recently. I quickly shower and then get out and go to the closet, wrapped in a towel and pick out my dress. I decide on a little black skater dress , some black flats and my hair would be put in a french braid. I
Just as I slip into my dress, Harry walks in dressed in an all black suit and i melt. He looks really sophisticated and I love it.
"You look great." I smile playfully and reach up to fix his tie. He snakes his arm around my waist and hrabs his keys and we walk out the dooe, the funeral is about an hour drive so we've got a lot of driving ahead of us, or should i say Harry has alot of driving to do because i don't fucking drive, i'm only 17.
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"I'm scared Anna." Harry admits and I smile weakly and unbuckle my seat belt and we get out of his car and walk towards the door.
"You'll be okay baby, i'm here." I place my hand in his and we open the door to the small place and find our seats.
"Harry?!" A voice calls behind us and he turns his head back and shoots up out of his seat, a smile spread across his face.
"Hey man! Where you been?" The guy asks harry and i turn around.
"Um, in America, by the way this is my um, girlfriend Anna." Harry pulls me up out of my seat causing my dress to ride up so i pull it down and smile at his friend.
"Nice to meet you, cutie, i'm Mark." The friend says and i smile politely before sitting back down and taking a sip from the water bottle i brought with.
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*time for people to make speeches*
An old man comes up to the Alter, wearing a what looks like expensive suit and dress shoes.
"Now is the time for friends and family to come up and share some words." The old man finishes and sets the microphone down and walks to his seat.
Another family gets up and begins their speech, and the older woman there is in tears just standing with the other person.
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"anyone else before we wrap this up?" The old man asks and Harry got up without telling me, walking up to the podium and grabbing the microphone.
...Harry's pov...
My hands are sweaty, shaky and i'm fucking nervous.
"Um, I knew Daniel since he was a little one, I taught him how to ride a bike and his parents beat the living shit out of me." I begin and the crowd laughs a little but then quickly grows silent.
"Uh, um, Daniel was very odd. He listened to wierd music and wore all black, but behind closed doors he was funny and he just was the life of the party. I always had so much fun with him before I moved to America." I finish off and a tear falls down my face and I rush off the stage and sit back down. Anna hands me a tissue and i wipe my eyes and that old man comes back up and closes in a small prayer. I dont really like this kindof stuff, it's just awkward. I never really grew up religious so i guess its not something important.
The funeral just ended and we are going back home, not in England but America. Our bags were packed in the trunk and we already said good byes last night. Our flight leaves in exactly 2 hours so we have just enough time to get there and board. Today was long and frustrating but I cant ponder or bring myself to think like David was. What brought him to it? Depression? Family problems? Or... maybe he was so intoxicated there wasn't a logical reason.
But one thing i always tell myself...
Tomorrow is never guaranteed.
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HELLO FOOKERS
SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG MY FAMILY TOOK INTERNET AWAY FROM ME WTF
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okay the songs are.
Too good: Troye Sivan
Social casualty: 5sos
Goner : TØP
Polarize:TØP
Wild: Troye Sivan
That is all my lovers
All the loveeeee
- Raina xx
