Stay away, but then come back

Chapter 22

Louis's POV

A month has gone by since Harry's death. We had the funeral and I cried during the whole thing. I even got Harry a wedding ring to wear on his funeral. I'm wearing it 24\7 now. I keep away from everyone except for the boys who come over everyo other day. I hate it though. Why can't they just go and leave me alone. I want alone time. That's all I want.

I wear nothong but Harry's clothes and I listen to nothing but Harry in my headphones. Even when they're over I'm quietly in my own world on the couch in Harry's plaid shirt with his phone in my hands with his headphones in my ears with his voice ringing in my head. I want him back so back.

I sleep in his bed.

I don't wash my hair becasue I don't want to waste his shampoo. I don't wash the sheets because his smell will wash away with it. I only wash his clothes except for that one blue shirt he loved alot. I wear that one the most. It smels just like him.

I eat very little.

One Direction is over. We can't have this band without Harry. Harry was the reason why we have a band any ways. I miss him more than any other person can miss anyone ever.

That probably didnt' even make sence. Nothing I say makes sence anymore. That's why I'm quiet now.

A week after Harry died I got a tattoo on my back of what Harry said to me. It's right below the back of my neck says "I love you" I miss Harry more than any other person

I still have his bracelet on too. It smells like a hospital though.

When I meet Harry in heaven the only thing I'm going to do it tell him I love him over and over agian and kiss him so many times. But hopefuly when I'm dead he'll ge the first person I see. When I die hopefully I I'll be listening to him, wearing his  favorite blue shirt, with his bracelet around my wrist, with his last words inked on my back.