„Uncle Harry?” The little boy’s clear voice, crack Harry from his thoughts. The child leaned against his legs.
“What is it?” He smiled at his little nephew and lifted him gently onto his lap.
“I know you were in a band…”
Harry’s smile slowly faded and he was silent.
“I think you should go to bed. It’s late.”
“I want to see photos… do you have photos?” The boy carefully continued, ignoring Harry.
“No I have no photos.”
“But I know you have! Please! I’m so curious, Uncle Harry!”
Harry sighed and closed his eyes for a moment.
“The band thing, hu?” He patted the little head.
He stood up with the boy on his arms, carried him to his room, took a small book out of his desk drawer and put him to bed.
His nephew made himself comfortable and Harry sat down at the edge of the bed.
“Our name was ‘One Direction’” Harry started and hit the first page on. Five boys were in the picture. One Direction. He continued to the second page. “We have been thrown together in a talent show and we didn’t know each other. But we got along really well…”
Harry told him the story how they got famous.
The boy listened intently but he was so tired that his eyes were shut.
“I continue another time. You can hardly keep your eyes open.” He laughed silently and brushed his hair out of his face.
“Who is that on the last picture?” The boy whispered.
Harry looked down to his book and to the bottom photo.
“That…” He swallowed. “That is Louis Tomlinson.”
With shaky and quiet voice he spoke the name.
The little boy, however, was already asleep.
Harry turned off the lights and left the room.
Long he hadn’t pronounced that name. Even if he had to think about him every single day.
And every time it gave him a stab in the heart. As if a knife stuck in his chest.
It was all gone so fast.
He picked up the piece of paper in his pocket - he always had it with him – and read the few words he knew by heart.
The feelings overcame him.
“’Love will tear us apart.’
I’m Sorry Haz but I just can no longer withstand it.
I can’t live in this world anymore.
I can’t hide myself anymore.
I can’t hold back my feelings for you anymore.
And I can’t change, Harry.
It is what it is, right?
I want to be allowed to love you because I love you so much. I can’t put it into words.
I hope one day we will be happy. We will I’m sure…
I will wait for you, Harry Edward Styles.
Yours always, Louis.”
Tears fell on his hands.
He thought of all the ads, the news… with Louis’ picture.
“Member of One Direction dead.”
“Louis Tomlinson (One Direction) committed suicide.”
“The end of ‘One Direction’”
The band ‘One Direction’ hadn’t survived this time.
Each of them went his own way.
“You’ll always be my love, Louis.”
