TORN! - A ONE DIRECTION FANFIC! :)

#Imagine

*This Is A Beautiful Imagine*

(While you read this, listen to moments)

#Imagine Hey, it's me again... You look beautiful this morning, I remember the first time I met you. We werein a signing, do you remember? You wore some supras and sweat clothes, you gave me a gift and I couldn't stop staring at you so I told Paul not to let you go and when the signing was over I came to you... You started crying and thought it was a joke, I hugged you and told you not to let you go and when the signing was over I came to you... You started crying and thought it was a joke, I hugged you and told you you were beautiful. I asked you out and you obviously accepted, ah... Definitely the best date I've ever had. You used a flower dress and high heels, your hair was down and you had a little bit of make up, I must say I'm a very lucky guy. We went out 2 more times and on the third date I asked you to be my girlfriend. Tearing up, you accepted. The next day I was going to my house and I didn't wanted to leave without asking that first. You were now my girlfriend. The next day you sent me a message saying that your parents didn't believe you and without asking that first. You were now my girlfriend. The next day you sent me a message saying that your parents didn't believe you and that your friends didn't believe you either and that confused me a little so I traveled to your town just to see you and let the world now that you were mine. Your parents surely accepted me, they were lovely with me and now everyone knew you were my girlfriend. We've been dating for 4 years now, you liked the boys and their girlfriends as much as they liked you. So I decided to do what my heart told me to do do at that moment. I invited you to the Paris tour and you accepted. We were in the Eiffel tower when I took out of my jacket a little box with a ring inside. When you saw it you cried a lot, but between that tears your smile didn't get lost, you pulled in my arm and accepted. It was the big day and I was very nervous, they boys hugged me and supported me. I turned around and there you were arriving on your father's arm, with your white soft dress. You looked so beautiful, your pink cheeks, your smile, all you... Finally the time to say "I do" came. You were my wife. 2 years passed and you gave me one of the best news a mand could receive, I was going to be a dad! And of a gorgeous girl! Her name was going to be "Harriette" in honor of one of my best friends. The day of her birth oh, she was so little and indefense, so pretty, she looked like you... Tears stream down my face and you told me "she will be so beautiful, promise me that you will always take care of her! I looked at you worried and asked you why were you saying that... You didn't answer and fell asleep,the boys were out and I went to see them, they were very happy for me! But I was still worried, when the doctor went out and called me... "I'm so sorry but..." I entered in tears... You were sick, you had cancer and it already spread through your whole body, that's why you told me to promise that I would take care of her, that I would take care of Harriette forever! I entered to your room in tears, and you told me that everything was going to be okay, that we will always be together no matter if you aren't there physically. You took my hand and hold it strongly... I never wanted you to let me go! We were still missing a lot to live, but you left ... The breathing machine started to make that horrible sound, you were gone... I didn't want to go away from you even a minute, but I had to be strong for our little girl... We already had an angel to take care of us. I went out crying of your room and the boys were sharing my pain... Time passed and I got married again with Ali, I love her, but not as much as I loved you. We didn't have kids, Harriette got married and knows that Ali isn't her mother but you do, she misses you a lot, do you know? She is beautiful, really beautiful, she looks like you, your eyes, your mouth and that smile... She's the proof of our love. And now look at me, like every monday I come here to visit you and bring you your favorite red flowers and tell you that very soon we'll be together, yes ... I'm sick.Well, I have to go, its our grandson's baptism, he's called "Louis" just like me, your a grandmother! Congratulations♥ We'll see each other soon my angel, never forget that I love you.

-Louis.