That's when they took him from me. A Harry Styles Fan Fiction.

Nine - To Die Would Be An Awfully Big Adventure.

An open casket funeral. Who's idea was this? Everyones eyes were glued on the young man in the coffin, laying lifelessly with his hands neatly placed on his chest. His skin was awfully paler than usual. All the pink was flushed from his face. Leaving his lips a dull cream colour. His luscious curls sticking up in odd directions and his eyes closed shut. He looked at peace. No worries. Peaceful.

His coffin was surrounded with flowers; roses of every colour imaginable. It was a black coffin with gold patterns, skilfully curved upwards at the end. It was beautiful. It was carried by Liam, Zayn, Niall and Louis up to the alter. Floating almost. The boys were dressed in the fanciest black suits, simple but elegant. Black on black. I could see the tears roll down each of their faces as they placed the coffin on it's stand.

Zayn and Louis were the first to walk up to the coffin, once the mass was over. Zayn ran his hand along Harry's arm, and Louis placed a little card next to him, slightly ruffling his hair as they walked away, tears streaming down their faces.. Niall was next, he walked slowly and cautiously up to the black coffin, looking down at his feet the whole time. He didn't touch him, he just leaned in and whispered.

"I'll miss you curly." Before breaking out into sobs and ruffling his hand through his dirty blonde hair.

Liam was last, No one really knew how he'd handle it. No one expected his reaction either. Always the sensible Liam, the one that always told us to keep calm and that everything would be fine. He ended up being the first one to break down and cry.

I felt my heart break in my chest as Liam collapsed on top of Harry's limp body. Sobs ripping through his chest as his hands clutched to Harry's suit, shaking him. Wanting him to wake up and start dancing around. That this was all just some cruel joke. Harry didn't move though, his lifeless body just laying in the coffin.

"Why you Harry? Why my little brother." These were the only words that left his mouth as he walked away quickly, covering his eyes with his hands and wiping his tears on his sleeves.

Not a tear left my eyes the whole day and everyone was very surprised, even I was myself. I stared down at him, just laying their peacefully in his coffin. He was only sleeping, right? Any moment now he'd wake up and i'd hear his groggy morning voice asking me what's to eat for breakfast. Any second now i'd hear him hum the tune to our song. 'You're beautiful, you're beautiful, you're beautiful, it's true." But, it was time to close the casket.

Everyone watched quietly, no one moved an inch. All I could hear was the fidgeting and sobbing of all the people around me. As the wooden lid started to close a massive shriek filled the room, echoing from one side of the church to the other. I felt someone put their hands around my waist and arms, more than one person. They were holding me in place. It took me a while to realise that i was the one who was screaming.

"Harry! no. Please! I begged. I kicked and waved my arms wildly at the people who were holding me, Liam and Zayn. 

"Let me go! I need to be with him!"

After a while of kicking and waving my arms around i broke free and ran over to the coffin I swung myself onto Harry's limp body. I felt people's hands rubbing up and down on my back trying to comfort me. Telling me that everything was alright. It wasn't though. It would never be alright. I just ignored them.

"Harry," i sobbed against his cold chest. "Please Harry, please come back. Harry, I need you."

"Come on Tayla, you need to let him go."

Liam leant down in front of me, spinning me around to look at him. I collapsed onto the floor. I bashed my hands into his chest.

"Liam, why wasn't I there. I could've saved him. I could've helped." I drummed my hands into his chest repeatedly until i had no energy left. He picked me up in his muscular arms and i wrapped my legs around his waist, nestling my head into the crook of his neck. Sobbing all the way home, making yet another one of his shirts see through.

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I think this one will turn the water works on. It certainly did for me whilst i was writing it. Hope you're enjoying this, give me feedback and tell me what you think

Much love, Tayla. X