Louis' funeral will be later, afternoon. I managed to fix myself up. I was terribly nervous for the eulogy I'll be giving later. I wore the most dark thing that there is in my closet. I went downstairs, grabbed my keys and left my flat.
I went straight to my car. When I got in, I saw the box sitting on my passenger seat. I opened it and played the first tape on my radio.
"So this is tape one of me having this love feeling with Harry."
My heart broke hearing that voice.
"So apparently, I saw Harry in school. People call him the bully, a nightmare and such. But to my eyes, he was this boy that people never understood. I had History with him. And he's my sestmeate. But, I never talked to him. I'm not scared. I just never knew why I didn't. People feared the presence of Harry. He was this person that had a mysterious past. Like, one day he just went to our school and there. He never made some friends after one. He had this friend in school, it's Zayn. But anyways, we're here to talk about how I fell for him. So, let's start on the first time he talked to me. I was really busy on the lecture of our teacher. Then he started throwing balls of paper to my desk. He kept throwing and throwing until I got annoyed. I think I said something like, What the fuck is wrong with you? while whispering. You just laughed there because of how I got annoyed. You kept laughing. The laugh that you released out of that mouth was pure music. We got the teacher's attention. Our consequence? Detention. So we got detention together. We stayed for an hour. After detention, we went out of the school halls, together. We went our seperate ways. But then, I stopped because you called me. You offered me a ride home. I rejected. But, you insisted. I was shocked because coming from a bully that he offers a ride home to his school mate. I wore the helmet since you ride that black motorcycle. I pointed directions to my house. You were listening. Even though the engine of your motorcycle is too loud, I tried my best to make my voice louder. Soon, we arrived in front of my house. I smiled at you and said thank you. I think I never received a response. You just drove away with that motorcycle of yours. Thank god your dad gave you a car after months."
I laughed with tears coming out of my eyes. I do remember that. I kept being a big mood swing guy around Louis. I stopped the tape and decided to continue it later on. I got out of my car after I parked it infront of the church. My heartbeat was getting faster every minute. I'm so fucking nervous.
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Always in my Heart
FanficHe was never in my vocabulary. I never wanted guys like him. Soon, he became the only word I knew. I think I also had an effect on him. But, one thing I miss? How my name escapes from his lips.