Six Months

Louis.

It's been already two weeks since they took Harry away from me. And I miss him so much...

*Flashback On*

"Will you be okay?" He asked me while we hugged.

"I... I will. Promise". So I let him go.

"I love you. Don't ever forget that". He said looking into my eyes.

"I love you too. I'll miss you".

"I will miss you too, Boobear".

"Don't call me that. It's silly".

"I know, but you look so cute when you're upset".

"Do you really need to go?"

"Unfortunately... Yes".

"Okay then. See you in six months".

"Six months".

"Goodbye Lou". He kissed me.

"Goodbye Hazza". I said while he walked away smiling at me in that stupid army clothes that made him look so hot. I knew he was going to come back.

*Flashback Off*

I started writing him letters. Well, you know, he needs to catch up with everything around here if he wants to know what the hell has happened while he was away.

I started with this one:

Doncaster, England. October 8th, 2016.

Dear Haz,

I've been writing this over and over again and I can't seem to find any words. All I know is that... with you being away, and especially, on the war, my heart can't stop suffering. All the time I'm afraid you might be dead.

I know, it's been only two weeks since you left, but it feels like forever and I couldn't stop thinking about you. I love you so much. I still can't find any words, but I think I'll be okay just to know that you read this. So please, read it. And this letter better not come back to me unread nor unopened.

All I know is that I love you. More than anything else.

Miss you,
Louis.