He loves me not - A Harry Styles FanFiction

Chapter 20 - Epilouge

A/N- That's it. It's over. I am ready to move on to my other story! Okay hope you like it :* - Lauren xx

*** 2 weeks later ***

HARRY'S POV

"Harry come on lad. It's time. We need to go. The chauffeur is here to take us to the cemetery", Liam said while knocking on my door.

"Yeah, I'm coming down now."

It's been 2 weeks since Isabel died and for 2 weeks I've been locked in my room. I would occasionally come down to go to the bathroom or get a snack but only for a good 5 minutes or so. My body has become skinny and bony and my hair and eyes have lost their natural color and lust.

I cry myself to sleep every night knowing that I could've saved her. If I would've just grabbed her by the arm and pulled her inside she could still be here with me. Surely not living with me but she would surely be alive.

Niall heard about the news the day after considering he wouldn't pick up any calls from us. He flew down the next day looking just as bad as the rest of us. He too is taking her death hard. He thinks it's his fault she died. He says that maybe if he wouldn't have left she wouldn't have gone out looking for him and everything. I mean , truthfully I don't blame him.

Oh and us? Well ever since Isabel's death it seemed that it made us stronger. It was a time that we all needed each other and it brought us more together in any way possible. We stay together because of her. We sing because of her. We won't breakup because of her.

My life has chnged surely. I'm more in contact with my family and friends and the boys. I'm not as moody as I used to be and I'm more productive with my life. I recently got a tattoo that says "Won't stop til we surrender" meaning that I'll always keep fighting until I die, for her. Just to be with her in the future.

The boys have caught me trying to commit suicide a couple of times but they bring me back down. I know she wouldn't want me dead. She would want me living my life. The first few days it was rough though. I would get high every single night and do it all over again until I realized how I was hurting my life and how she wouldn't want that for me. She's always with me. Not in my heart or mind but in my presence. She never leaves my side, no matter what.

Today is her funeral and we're all attending. There's no mass or viewing, just the burial. That's what she wanted , is what she told me one day.

"You know Harry, I had a really good time tonight. Thanks for the dinner. It was great!"

"No problem, I had lots of fun tonight too."

"Well um I guess goodnight then?"

"Isabel can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah what is it?"

"Well I know we've only gone on one date but it seems that I've known you for a long time and I really haven't but .... Will you be my girlfriend?"

"I'd thought you'd never ask", she said with a grin on her face.

"Whoa wait? Where are you going? This is the part where you look into my eyes and we have a passionate kiss", I said stepping closer to her.

"Oh right pucker up", she said inching closer to me.

I closed my eyes and pouted my lips.

"Ha, not so fast Styles. You can't always kiss on the first date."

"But I do."

"Well not this time you don't", she said smirking and heading inside her door leaving me standing there with a smile plasterd on my face.

"Harry, c'mon let's go."

"Um right sorry Louis. C'mon", I said sniffling.

"Hey , you can do this Haz. I know you can."

"Thanks boobear."

We all piled into the black car and sat in silence the whole way there. Everyone seemed to be fine expect for me and Niall. He had fresh tear marks upon his cheeks and his eyes were all red and puffy. I had to be a man and suck it up. I wasn't going to cry I told me myself.

We arrived at the funeral home and walked out of the car towards her tombstone. It was just us five at this time. Other relatives and friends were scheduled to come later on. We arrived at the tombstone and just admired it. It read:

Here lies the young soul of Isabel Marie. May she always be remembered by anyone she met.

April 5, 1994 - October 27, 2012.

We all just stood there until Liam said "Well boys shall we?"

We all nodded our heads placing down the flowers we had brought. We each said our goodbyes and departed from her. I was the last one and lingered for quite a moment.

"Harry you coming?"

"Uh yeah Zayn, just a minute."

I knelt down beside her and started to cry kneeling that she'll never be in my arms again. How I would never see her laugh or smile and light up the whole room.

"When you're dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part", I finished singing to her.

I got up and kissed her tombstone one last time while letting a tear stream down my face and fall on the hard rock.

"Goodbye babe, you'll always be mine...forever. I love you." and with that I changed my whole life.

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A/N- yeah it's over. Not gonna lie I started to get a bit glassy eyed when I was writing ! Thank you to EVERYONE who has read and voted and just everything!! Special thanks to Madison !!! For helping when I have some writers block :*! And to Angie and Miki for listening to my next chapters and to Brenda .... Just because you're Brenda xD !!! Love you and thank you