That Boy

Phone calls, Funerals and Messages

*Skylar's POV*

I could not get the image of Harry getting shot out of my head. It was because I wanted Zayn to be saved, he jumped in front of the robber and got shot in his heart because of me.

What got into me? How could I be so selfish? Harry died because of Zayn and my selfish love.

Something dropped on my hand, I looked down to see a water drop. Then I realised they were my own tears. I was sitting in my garden all by myself, the last time I was at home, things were so easy. Things were so easy and stress free. I was a 17 years old college girl, with a great family, a great college...and Harry. In barely 3 days, my entire world turned upside down.

Nothing could make me move. Harry's loss had startled and shaken my insides.

My phone broke my trance.

"Hello?" I spoke timidly.
"Skylar?" A soothing voice made me tear up.

"Why have you called me Zayn?" I spoke in a cracked voice.
"I love you." He sounded as if he was begging.
"Goodbye." I disconnected the call.

Falling in love with Zayn was probably the biggest mistake I'll ever make. In 3 days he made me feel so many things and I could not stop myself from falling for him.

Everytime I tried to hold myself together; I failed.

Failing to divert my attention, I tried to concentrate on the messages. There was one message from Liam and the other from...Zayn.

It was as if no matter how hard I tried, he would somehow, in someway always find a way to be in my life. I tried to ignore his phone call, but all I could do was think about him while seeing his message.

Liam- Harry's funeral will be performed 2 days later in his memory. The place is Holy Christ and Mary's Church. I know this is tough for you Sky, but you were all he had. Do come. Call me if you feel like. Thank you. Love, Liam x.

The last line made me cry all over again. I held my face in my knees and cried like a wreck, there was an irresistible emptiness in me that could only be filled by Harry.

He was gone and I could do nothing. I held myself together physically, even when I failed in doing that mentally. It was as if the more I gathered tiny pieces of me, the more they would start to fall.

I replied Liam.
Me- That is very nice of you. Thank you for informing. Love x

After debating, I opened Zayn's message as well.
Zayn- At least tell me what I did Sky. What is my mistake? That I fell in love with you?

A tug of rope took place between my brain and my heart while me fingers battled to reply him or not.
Ultimately, I did.

Me- No Zayn. This is not your mistake. Love cannot be a mistake, we were not a mistake. But I think we should stay away. For Harry.

Zayn- But Skylar, we promised him... I love you.

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It was Harry's funeral and I had to keep it together. It would be tough, and I knew that, but showing my emotions to the world is not my cup of tea.

My eyes fell on a photograph on my dressing table. It was a photo of Harry and me, smiling at the camera as young children.

It was then that I lost it completely.

I had no words to console myself with, it was as if bricks were falling on my head. My home had been wrecked and it was the debris that was left with me.