The Last Art Piece. *sad*

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Louis pov

Todays that day. The anniversary of when she died... 5 years ago. Feels as if it was 5 hours ago. She was my life. My purpose. She meant the world to me. I would do anything to just have her tight in my arms..

Flashback

"You have frosting on your -right here." i said wiping it off and eating it.

"Thank you, sir." she smiled bright.

"On a friday night. Watching my bestfriend and wife paint a picture of our future. Eating icecream cake. I wouldnt wanna be anywhere else." i kissed her forhead.

"And niether would i. I love you, louis." she said before planting her lips on mine.

"I love you more, baby."

" i cant wait till we grow old... Have babies... Get married... Be mean grandparents-"

"And the best couple in the whole world.. Making everyone want the happy ever after no one else has."

"Youre damn right, louis. I love every single part of you.. Woth every single part of me."

"I love you more than that." i kissed her, and hugged her tighter as if i was going to lose her tomorrow.

Flashback over

A tear rolled down my cheek. I miss her so much every day. I think about her all of the time. How do i get over her ? This happened half a decade ago and it haunts me every night. We were supposed to grow old.. Have kids... Get married... Be mean grandparents.... What happened to our happy ever after that we promised eachother.... How will i move on ?

How could she leave me ?

How could she ....

What do i do now ....

Why did she leave ?




What am i left to do now.......





What happened to forever ?

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