A/N: as the title says this is part two of someone else's book called the fault in our hazza. It mentions cancer, and death so if this is triggering please don't read. I'm writing this for the amazing chance of being a co-writer on aliluvsjai. She is an amazing writer so everyone go follow her! I'll let you know of the outcome until next time I hope you all enjoy. X-C
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Why did you take him? why?
Liams pov:
The world was a cruel place, and I would never understand it. We buried our best friend 2 weeks ago. He died at a young age to some awful disease that I don't even know the exact name for. It's a disease that kills daily... Cancer.
Life has been a wreck. Louis was a silent killer it seemed. He barely talked, and his joy no longer radiated off of him at an annoying speed instead it was if a black cloud hung over him. Zayn was angry. He was angry over loosing a best friend mostly because this wasn't the first person he had lost to cancer, or lost in general. He would still cry, but was mainly angry. He never threatened us, but in honestly we were all a bit afraid of him. Niall was the faker. He pretended to be happy, but at night when he thought no one was listening he would son, and cry asking that one question over and over again.
Why did you take him? why?
I on the other hand couldn't even pretend to be happy because I'm not. I'm a mess, and my heart is broken. I miss Harry with all that's in me. Life wasn't the same. We didn't have our young yet over average mature, sweet, and beautiful friend. His charisma no longer radiated through our work, and our life's. Life wasn't fair, and I wish someone would answer this simple question.
Why would you take him? Why?
After his passing we put one direction on hold claiming we were taking a year break. We deserved it, but in all honesty it was so we could contemplate our future. How could we continue one direction without Harry?
We contemplated every option, but we knew what the right choice was. We knew what Harry would want, but mostly we knew what we wanted. We also knew what felt right.
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Louis pov:
Niall was sitting on the couch watching tv, and laughing at some sitcom. God only knows what crude humor he was attempting to fill our house with to cheer everyone up.
"Will you just shut up?!" Zayn yelled angrily as his eyes glared daggers at Niall.
Niall looked over at him in shock, and then to me. I could tell he was obviously hurt by Zayns sudden outburst. All though by now I would of figured we'd be used to them. Some days were harder for some of us than others. Today was the month of the day that we lost Harry. I knew Niall was watching this show to lighten his mood, but every one else's. His actions should be applauded in general.
"Just shut the hell up for god's sake!" Zayn screamed once again.
Oh no....
His anger had intensified today, and I was getting a little worried.
I looked over at Liam and gave me the same look.
"What? Zee what's wrong?" Niall frowned his voice slightly cracking from no doubt the tears that threatened to spill.
"You okay?! It's you! Don't you miss him? Or are we the only one? Don't you care that he's dead! Do I have to remind you that your the one who found him with blood pouring from his nose, or that all you did was scream for Liam! Don't you care that a month ago we lost Harry!" He screamed loudly sobs racking his whole body as he suddenly had Niall pinned against a wall.
"No.... I I don't... I couldn't. I I'm sorry! It's all my fault!" Niall fell to his knee's sobbing.
Tears fell my eyes as I watched the scene unveil in front of me. I looked at Liam with eyes wide
What do we do?
"Zayn... We all miss him. I know your hurting, but snapping at him or us won't make this any easier. I don't know why he died, but God obviously had a plan for his life" I spoke softly my voice cracking as I placed a hand on Zayns back.
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Zayn's pov:
I turned around my entire body now shaking with sobs as I nearly fell into his arms.
Why did you take him? Why?
I sobbed those questions out as Louis simply rubbed my back. I knew I was being rude to Niall, and I in all honestly Didn't mean to be. It's just his laughter, and happiness. How could he be so happy when we lost a best friend a month ago...
I was still broken.
"Ni.... I- I'm sorry" I whispered looking at Niall was now lying on the floor covering his head as his body writhed from the sobs.
"Don't hurt me!" He whimpered, and I knew instantly I had messed up badly.
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General:
Each boy sobbed in grief. All of them feeling the loss of their band mate, their best friend Harry.
"I'm sorry guys" Zayn mumbled "I have been such a jerk to all of you, but I'm hurting! I miss him so much" he hugged them all bringing them tightly against him.
"I'm sorry to... I just wanted everything to be okay, but it won't be. I miss him to, and I hated seeing everyone so sad. I tried to be happy so everyone could be happy" Niall mumbled tears still falling down his pale cheeks.
"I love you guys" Liam smiled as confession began to pour from each of their mouth. They were all hurting, but they all experienced the grief in different ways.
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The sun was just beginning to set, and the words on Harry's grave stone were illuminating the words.
Harry Edward Styles
February 1, 1994- June 2nd. 2016
Loved son, friend, and band mate now resting in the arms of an angel
"We will never forget you bud" Paul whispered as he stood with the the others at the tombstone eyes gathering with tears.
They would never truly get over his death, and the questions were still unanswered. They would be okay though because they had each other. Grief was experienced in different ways, and that was okay. They all drew strength from one another, and soon they would see him again... Until then they had each other.
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*3 years later*
"We really appreciate everyone sticking with us till the end. The break was much needed, and as you know we lost a very important member 3 years okay today. We learned that death isn't something you ever get over. It's a learned progress, and we will continue to miss our cheeky Harold daily, but this isn't the end of one direction. This next song is dedicated in the honor of our best friend, and every one of you out there who is suffering from or have lost someone to cancer." Liam spoke into the microphone tears gathering in his eyes, but a smile appeared as the others place a hand on his shoulder, and the crowd applauded loudly.
Liam smiled and looked at the others. They all glanced toward the sky smiling wider as the music began to play.
Liam took a deep breath and slowly began to sing.
"If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you
I think I might give up everything, just ask me to"
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A/N: hope you all enjoy! Thanks for reading. Again this is just for a chance to be a co-writer on another blog, but I hope it's good. Have a good day x-c
