Prologue
"Don't leave me Jaelyne. You can't." He choked back a sob as I started dipping in and out of consciousness. "Shh. It's- it's going to be alright." My words slurred, my mind no longer able to focus on the syllables coming out of my mouth. Niall held me tighter, quietly singing lullabies in my ears. Recognizing the song I started humming, his chest rising and falling to the beat of our song. Spots started filling my vision, my eyelids drooping. That's all I can remember, really. My best friend, my little Irish twat, my lover, singing me into an eternal slumber.
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I loved her
Fanfiction"Niall. Please understand." Harry pleaded for what felt like the millionth time this week. "She's not coming back. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever."