December 17th

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December 17th. 

You died this morning, 2:31 am. Everyone was here with you. 

Its a beautiful morning, if i could see it, or even care. I cant stop crying Louis. 

You're gone. My world feels empty. I cant cope right now, still sitting in the same chair i have been sense around 9 last night when someone finally made me sit down. 

You look so pale, and feel so cold. I cant stand to see you like this. Everyone here is crying.

You're mother is here so is your father, and step father. Your family is here. The boys too. Worried fans are outside, so many flowers are here ballons, "get well soon" cards. They dont know yet. 

We all love you Louis and cant cope without you.

Everyone here keeps saying how beautiful it is outside, I havent really even bothered to look. They keep saying its one of the most beautiful mornings they've seen. Saying it must be you going up to Heaven this morning. Ill have to check it out. 

~Harry Styles

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