Dear Harry,
I'm guessing you’re in the shed in your house, because you know that that is my favourite place in the entire world. I'm also guessing you waited a while until after I'm gone to read it. If I'm wrong then you're in the wrong place and grown some balls.
Not that you were ever hesitant to show us you are equipped. I mean, come on Haz, you were naked more often then you were clothed. How I put up with living with you I’ll never understand. But I would have never lived with anyone else.
Thank you for all of the memories, all of the laughs, and for getting me through the hard times. I honestly don’t know what I would’ve done without you. You were like my brother, my mother, my best friend and my pillow, depending on which one I needed at the time. I honestly couldn't have asked for a better friend and I'm sorry we never got to do all of the stuff we said we’d do. I'm sorry I never got to see Harry Junior or Mrs Styles, but I'm sure I would’ve loved both. And I'm sorry we never got to just take a week off and sit on the couch and watch movies. I know you always wanted to do that. Stupid cancer. Harry, take care of yourself, believe me its worth it. And if something does happen, don’t let it get you down. You lived a good life, as did I, but I would’ve like it to have been a bit longer.
You can’t have everything though, can you?
Tell the other boys I love them. And thank you for being my rock for the last 2 years. Thank you for making every moment special and helping me achieve things I never thought possible. Thank you for keeping me grounded while the world around me blew up. Thank you for everything, and I'm sorry I brought you so much pain. If I were you, I would be mad at me. I mean, things were going so great then I had to go and get cancer? Why do I always have to go and ruin everything? I'm sorry. Thank you for putting up with me. I love all of you dearly, and I wish you the best in life.
Tell Eleanor I loved her like a sister, and a wife, and I'm sorry she was never the real thing. Tell her I want her to move on and to not be too sad. That she was the most supportive, trusty, wonderful girlfriend I could ever asked for. And if I didn’t get sick then I would’ve gladly married her and had kids. It would’ve been a privilege. And I'm sorry I did this to her. Tell her I still think she’s beautiful, and she will be until the day comes she joins me once more.
Tell the fans I love then with all of my heart and soul, up until my dying breath they kept me going. Tell them I know that I was a bit of a jerk sometimes but they always stood by me, and I commend them for that. Tell them I'm sorry it ended this way. Tell them that I want them to still support you guys, and not to be too sad. Tell them they are the reason I got to do so man amazing things, the reason I lead an amazing life. Tell them I'm sorry I didn’t get to meet all of them, but I really wish I did. Each fan is unique, and I would’ve loved to get to know each and every one of them. Tell them to stay strong. To remember me as I was. That they’re beautiful.
I don’t know what else to write. My hand feels weak. I think I'm going to die tomorrow. I’ve had enough of this. It breaks my heart seeing all of you around my bed crying every day. It makes me want to cry. But I can’t cry. I need to be strong. I'm not going to die weak. I was always strong, and I'm not going to stop now. I really wish cancer didn’t exist. I wish it was just a zodiac sign. But unfortunately, like I already mentioned, we can’t have everything.
So if I do die tomorrow, I don’t want a big fuss made. I mean, we all knew it was coming. Nothing can look like me and not be close to death.
But anyway, that’s beside the point.
I think I've covered everything.
Harry, don’t let the press get to you. You're wonderful, and we all make mistakes.
No regrets, Harry.
Stay wonderful.
Live for the moment, because everything else is uncertain.
I've always wanted to be young forever, and now I guess I am.
Love forever and always,
Louis Boobear Tomlinson.
