Gone A Larry stylson story.

Just live in the moment

Louis love what do you want for breakfast. I look down at my beautiful boyfriend who laying sleepily on the couch his eyes half close. He gives me a lazy smile he look so cute. Come here Hazza. I smile snuggling up to his chest my fingers rubbing gently against his neck. He chuckles a little he bring my face up to his so I am  staring right into his eyes. His beautiful sea eyes. He kisses me on the cheek gently. I blush looking down. Awwww your so cute he pinches my cheek gently. Stop it Lou I grab him pushing him to the floor I climb on top of him tickling him all over. Harry stoooppp pleasssseee . He laughs hard his cheeks turning a bright red as tears slide down his cheeks. I stop letting him catch his breath. He look up at me madly pouting. Oh Louis I am sorry. I let him up sitting in a sitting position on the floor. He crawl into my lap snuggling up to me. I wrap my arms around his stomach resting my head on his neck. I wish we could stay this way forever Louis. He look up at me he whispers let live in the moment. I smile closing my eyes breathing in his scent. I open my eyes. Louis were you go. I get up the house is dark the lights all off. I shiver why is it so cold. I turn on a light. What I see scares me so much. I walk slowly shaking with my mouth over my hand. I close my eyes placing my fingers on the cool coffin. I open it slowly keeping my eyes closed tight. I take a deep breath and open my eyes. No Louis.I fall to my  knees tears blurring my vision. I reach a shaky hand and touch his face. I shake him hard. Wake up Louis wake up please. I pick his cold lifeless body up and place him on my lap. I lay his head on my chest. I cry over him holding him tight. Just live in the moment I whisper in Louis ear as I see a bright light and hear screaming all around me. I wake up a sweaty mess my clothes stuck to my hot body. I look over  on the other side of my bed to see it empty and un touch. I curl up into a ball and cry. Live in the moment I whisper grabbing a picture of me and Louis. I hold it to my chest crying harder. I slowly move over to Louis side I grab his pillow that faintly smells of him still. I hold it close to me letting my tears fall. Oh I wish this was you Louis I whisper holding it tighter to me and drifting off to a the sound of my own tears.