It's Too Cold Outside For Angels To Fly ● A 1D Fanfiction - Mostly Harry Fanfic

Part 29

*Harry’s POV*

Beep…Beep…Beep.

I pulled furiously at my hair hitting my fists against my head at every beep of the machine trying to stop my head from replaying the last 48 hours over and over again reliving the pain I was feeling. I couldn’t do it; I couldn’t live like this forever. I remembered every last second and every single feeling of complete lost.

“We tried our best.” They said after sitting me down as I shook my head tears spilling nonstop, I knew once the officer had said the words what was coming.

“I’m so sorry Mr Styles; there is no way she could have survived that.” I screamed in protest fighting against Zayn as held me down with all his strength. Everything gave up, everything collapsed, I would never see her again, never hold her again, never live my life with her the way I’d wanted to and never fully make it up to her for my mistakes.

“I’m sorry for your lose.” Were the last words I heard before I let my legs give way and collapse beneath me, sobs from everyone around me grew louder mine over powering them all.

“She can’t be gone, I need her, I love her so much.” I spoke, everything shattered.

“She’ll always be with us Harry, just inside here, you’ve got to be strong and you have to fight on.” Liam shook me taking Zayn’s hold on my body as he was unable to control his emotions anymore.

“She burned to death Liam, my little Emma burned to death.” I cried imagining her screams of pain before finally she stopped, her body just stopped and she gave up, dying alone.

Liam winced tears falling as he tightly shut his eyes trying not to imagine it. “She’s safe now Harry, she will never feel pain again anymore and right now you’ve got to do something for her, you have to look after you’re little girl and be her parent now.” My sobs grew louder Rosie would never have a mum, never be able to say ‘I love you mummy’, never be able to go shopping with her mum, ask her mum for advice, grow up having to tell everyone the story of why she no longer has someone to call ‘mummy’ and her last memory of her mum was watching her in a fire as she burned.

“I can’t live without her Liam.” I felt sick at the thoughts of it all matched with the crying.

“You don’t have to Harry; she is here always watching over you, she’ll never leave you or Rosie. Just imagine her stood over you right now rubbing your back telling you to stop being so silly because right now I bet that’s exactly what she is doing.” I gave up and just fell into Liam’s shoulder crying him doing the same into mine. Being heartbroken hurts but at least you know you have the chance of seeing them again, you can say good bye. I never will have that chance, she was gone Emma was gone.

*Louise’s POV*

I held Louis lifeless hand in mine. Louis had fallen unconscious just after being removed from the fire with 2 broken ribs, a fractured leg and damage to his lungs from the smoke. He’d also received slight burns on his back from the hot bookcase that had fallen on him but thank fully according to the doctors that bookcase saved him as well, it protected him from falling rubble that would have easily knocked him out and the fire around him.

However I knew Louis too well, he would not see it as his savour he would see it as something that held him back, something that stopped him from getting his little cousin out of there, even though her body was not found it was known that is was impossible to survive that explosion and there was no way out.

I felt tears fall down my cheeks, I could have lost Louis that night and did loose Emma one of my best friends. I had taken the job of breaking the news to Louis when he woke up and was dreading every second. It was going to destroy him.