You swore.

You're the peanut butter to my jelly.

I guess I ended up falling asleep; I was lying in my bed, my eyes adjusting to the light. I sat up and saw a brown blob on the pillow next to me standing out on the white sheets. It moved and sat up to look at me,

“Jessie…are you okay?” Harry asked

  “Not really,” I replied, letting the few remaining tears roll down my cheeks “You remember what he said to us when we were the three best friends in year 1. To never give up, and that the day he died he didn't want a funeral, he wanted to be left alone so his spirit couldn’t see the crying faces, do you think he still wants that.”

“I think he does, he won’t have any parents or siblings to be there for him. Maybe he meant it, he was trying to tell us that it was the way he wanted it.”

I nodded, deciding I should leave Jake the way he is. And listen to him when he said he didn’t want a funeral.

“Harry, why did he leave?” I cried out, hugging onto his shoulder.

“He’s in a better place.”

Cancer took Jake’s life, it wasn’t fair. I wish that there was a cure, or that one could be found. People shouldn’t die due to ANY disease; they were made to live life, so why shorten it?

The good thing was that I had been nibbling on small bits of food over the last two hours; I also went to the doctor. My anorexia is gone. I was happy, and sad. I was so confused.

I rested my head on his lap, looking up into his eyes. I started humming ‘Ronan’ By Taylor Swift, it reminded me of Jake. We were best friends since birth, along with Harry. He had blue eyes as well as Ronan, he was just older. They both died of cancer, R.I.P to them both.

Harry looked down at me; I could see the sadness in his eyes, looking into my wet ones. He hummed along, grabbing my hand and squeezing it tight. The tears fell from both our eyes, there were only the two best friends now, the other was watching us, and making sure we lived like normal. Harry leant down and kissed my forehead.

“Should we play his favourite song, one last time?” I asked while wiping a tear from Harry’s cheek.

Harry smiled while I reached for my phone in my pocket, I handed him an earphone and played ‘Don’t worry be happy’ By Guy Sebastian. He would always listen to it, every day to be honest.  Harry and I sung along softly, his green eyes sparkling.

The song ended and we pulled the earphones out of our ears, while I logged onto Harry’s twitter. He knew what he had to do, and he didn’t object. He handed me back the phone and I saw his tweet.

‘R.I.P @JakeGlasson, you are forever loved. #ripjake.’ (Twitter name is not real, well it might be, but you know what I mean.) I smiled at Harry and locked my phone. ‘Thank you’ I mouthed as I held his hand again.

It had been around 5 minutes of jus silence when I decided to break it.

“Do you think people will care?”

“Yes, check twitter.”

I unlocked my phone and went on twitter again, noticing that I was still on Harry’s account. I looked at the tweet, to see 89,678 retweet! I was shocked, 5 minutes and that?! I don’t even get retweets! I then clicked on the discover button and found that #ripjake was trending #3 worldwide. People cared about him, they really did.

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It had been about an hour, and Harry and I were just talking the whole time. Not wanting to move from each other’s arms. I was on my laptop, on Facebook while Harry was looking through my phone playing games and what not.

“You know Jess,” Harry started while locking my phone and placing it in my lap “You are actually the most amazing girl ever.”

“Okay Harry, what do you want?”

“What?! Nothing!”

“Harry, you only call me amazing when you want something.” I protested.

“Well, I just want to show you something…”

“What?” I looked at him suspiciously.

“Wait here.”

He got up and walked out the door. As told I waited for him to return holding a guitar.

“You can play guitar?” I asked, confused.

“Not really, but you can.” He replied handing me the guitar and a piece of paper.

“Could you play this?” He asked

I studied the notes on the paper and nodded.

“Okay, go.” He said and I started playing, when he started singing.

“You can be the peanut butter to my jelly; you can be the butterflies I feel in my belly. You can be the captain and I can be your first mate, you can be the chills that I feel on our first date. You can be the hero; I can be your sidekick. You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split. You can be the rain from the cloud when it’s stormin’ or you can be the sun that shines in the mornin’”

He started singing ‘Perfect two’ By Auburn. I smiled as he kept singing.

“Don’t know if I could ever be, without you ‘cause GIRL you complete me. And in time I know that we’ll both see that we’re all we need.” He changed the lyrics, instead of boy he put girl. I let out a giggle as he changed them.

“’Cause you’re the apple to my pie, you’re the straw to my berry. You’re the smoke to my high, and you’re the one I wanna marry. ‘Cause you’re the one for me, for me, and I’m the one for you, for you. You take the both of us, of us, and we’re the perfect two. Yeah, we’re the perfect two, we’re the perfect two. Baby me and you, we’re the perfect two. I can be the prince and you can be the princess. You can be the sweet tooth, I can be the dentist.” He changed the lyrics again.

“You can be the shoes and I can be the laces. You can be the heart that I spill on the pages. You can be the Vodka and I can be the chaser. You can be the pencil and I can be the paper. You can be as cold as the winter weather, but I don’t care as long as we’re together. Don’t know if I could ever be, without you ‘cause girl you complete me. And in time I know that we’ll both see that we’re all we need. Cause you the apple to my pie; you’re the straw to my berry. You’re the smoke to my high, and you’re the one I wanna marry.”

He rested his hand on my leg and continued singing.

 “Cause you’re the one for me, for me. And I’m the one for you, for you. You take the both of us, of us and we’re the perfect two. We’re the perfect two, we’re the perfect two. Baby me and you. We’re the perfect two. You know that I’ll never doubt ya’, you know that I think about ya’, and you know I can’t live without ya’. I love the way that you smile, and maybe in just a while, I can see me walk down the aisle. ‘Cause you’re the apple to my pie, you’re the straw to my berry. You’re the smoke to my high, and you’re the one I wanna marry, ‘Cause you’re the one for me, for me, and I’m the one for you, for you. You take the both of us, of us, and we’re the perfect two, yeah, we’re the perfect two.”

He looked into my eyes and smiled brightly. I smiled back and gave him the biggest hug. Harry Styles, you made my day.