"You know.. when each day of your life becomes more stressful and chaotic? And everyone blames you for everything. That's the right moment to escape. Don't do that in a cheesy, cliché-ish way. Be brave!"
"Styles! Get ready asap we're attacked!"
"Sir...
It's been four months since I last saw Harry. Walking away from us.. to fight for his country. To be away from me. Since then I haven't slept as well as I did before. A lot of people died. I always have my tv on the news channel waiting for news. Still nothing from him. I call Anne almost daily, maybe she gets news faster but still.. she doesn't heard anything about him or.. that guy Shawn. Maybe that's a good sign. Maybe.
"Louis, baby?" Briana called me. "Yeah?" "Can you please go to the shop and get some more milk, Freddie's so hungry and I don't have any left." "Yeah... sure." That's what I do. Wait for news and baby shopping.
"Breaking news!!! A few more bodies of the soldiers fighting in the actual war have been found and identified into some sort of a hostages bunker. We have a list with names, I repeat we have names, so if you recognise any of the following please spread the word!!" I heard the guy from the news talking. I was so afraid. My heart was pounding so hard.
"Are you gone yet?" "Wait Briana, there's new victims of the war!!" I shouted and turned my attention to the tv.
"The following are, Steven Dennard Harvey Emerson Landon Kingley Rian Smith Stephen Paulsen Brian Sorensen Harry Styles...
"Oh my.." "No this can't be true.." I was petrified. I couldn't cope with the information. Harry couldn't be dead. No. That was a mistake. Harry.. my Harry can't be dead. Then the phone rang. As it couldn't get worse it was Anne. I picked up the phone, hands trembling. "Louis.." "Anne.. that's not true.. isn't it?" "Louis.. I'm afraid it is.. " she break into a heavy crying as well as I did myself.. "I'll come over.." I barely managed to say between sobs. I hung up the phone and mechanically walked to the door.
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10 minutes later I was at his house comforting Anne. Everybody heard the news. My mom came over and tried to calm Gemma down who was absolutely destroyed after the news. The boys were gathered on the floor crying. Moments later we were bombarded by paps, but Liam and Niall took over that chaos and closed all of the doors, windows and blinds. They lightened some candles and opened the Ac.
"I wonder why they didn't said anything about his friend Shawn." I said through hiccups. "Most likely he is still alive.."
A little bit later Anne received a call saying that Harry's body wouldn't be returned home, because some rebellions sat on fire the bunker that he and the others were find in. I felt myself dizzy at the thought of Harry burning in a bunker. Falling to the floor was the last thing I remembered.
Since then.. for a few more months we grieved Harry's loss.
"My poor baby didn't even got a funeral service.." Anne said one day when I visited them. She changed so much.. she was so skinny now, black traces under her green eyes. Gemma was in depression after losing her brother. The boys cancelled their contracts and our band fell apart.
I felt numb since then too. It was like someone drawn the life from my body. I know I did a huge mistake, I really am aware of that and I regret it so much.. I lost my precious curly haired lover, and I was left with a women that I like and a baby...
One year later I married Freddie's mother. Just for his sake. I still don't love her. Losing Harry means no more Danielle in my life, so I cut the links to her too. Although I did so, my heart will always be Harry's. I will always love him and I will never forget how much we loved each other. I'll never forget myself for what I did to Harry and his family.
I basically killed him.
Liam's P.O.V.
I never thought our band will end up like this. I was sure that we will end as a band only when our throats couldn't get out more noise, or we would be so old that we'd pee on ourselves in front of our audience. But no. It had to get so much more from us. It had to take Zayn away on his own path. It had to make Louis a father by mistake. And the worst of them all it had to take Harry's life. I never thought something like this would happen. Actually if someone would have told me that this would happen in the future, I would have punched him in the face so hard.. yeah I should calm down.
Niall P.O.V.
Why? Why did Harold had to die? Why on Earth.. No. I can't.. I just.. can't. I really don't want to say it's Louis' fault but it is his fault. If only he wouldn't got involved with that blonde... this shit wouldn't have happened. I can't forget him. And I miss Harry. So much. I want to hug him so much right now, but obviously I can't because someone couldn't stay alive! Now I'm done.
Gemma's P.O.V.
I was at my mom's house. We were cooking dinner. I chosed to cook Harry's favourite pasta dish, and a little bit of chicken soup because I was ill and I needed it. We hardly coped with the idea of Harry being dead. No. We still think that he is just gone for a while and then he will come back. Just as I put down my book down the door bell rang. So when I went to the door, I couldn't believe the sight in front of me...
