April 13th, 1940.
{Writing}
Dear, Harry:
A mate of mine came by today. You remember Stanley, right? he brought some tea bags, sugar, batch, and sweets over. I was wondering why he had came considering it has been a while since we had seen each other.
He wanted to check up on me, see how I was doing. He even asked for you. We joked around about how when you were still here and we were young, and we used to cause trouble. We talked about how we used to banter with Mrs.Murphy, about her oversized dresses and big hair tied in that bloody pin that looked so tight, we swore her head would have popped off.
We talked through out the day whilst drinking cuppa. It felt good to have company like him. I felt like I wasn't alone anymore. I of course felt alone after he left, but while he was here, I just felt at peace. Like his company just made me forgot all about my worries and my concerns. We talked a lot about you.
He wishes you were here so you two could catch up on Starlight and whatever crap you two watched. This was really long, I'm sorry. I probably annoy you with these continuous letters, but I know you read them all. I love you, please keep safe.
Love, Louis.
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I looked up words that were like French slangs, and I found that a little bit were similar to british. Idk if they were wrong tho, but idk. If you know if they're right, just comment. If not then just correct me, lol. But I hope you guys liked this chapter!.xX😘
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99 days (L.S)
Fanfiction99 days since you've left. 99 letters sent to you from a far. Such a long time feels as much as a century. Keep fighting, my love. Keep fighting, and I'll be here waiting. {1940} Started: 2/2/19. Completed: 12/7/19. Cover by: @wafflesxberries (CC)
