It's Always Been You [h.s.]

Part Eight

I saw my uncle talking behind a rostrum wearing a formal black suit. He looked sad, but I couldn't hear what he was talking about. Then he walked away and sat on a chair.

I saw my mum right beside him crying on someone's chest. It was my dad. They both were wearing formal black suits too. Why are they crying? I passed my eyes around the room and saw everyone wearing the same suits.

I narrowed my eyes when I saw people from my school here. They looked sad as well. I glanced at a big, long box beside me. It was a coffin. I gasped as I saw a photograph of me on it around the flowers.

I stepped back. I looked down at my feet and I found out my feet didn't step on the floor. It was transparent, both my hands and my body. It felt like I was just an empty air. I tried to say something, but my voice didn't come out. I screamed, but I made no sound. I was scared. No one noticed my presence.

Suddenly, someone stood up. Harry. I couldn't deny he looked really fit in that black suit, yet his face was rigid. There wasn't any expression on it. His eyes seemed like he had been crying for days. Oh my God, has he?

But instead of walking to the rostrum, he shifted closer to the piano in the corner. Before he played it, he looked right at my coffin. He let out a small sigh. "I present this song for you," he said, his voice shaking.

Everyone stopped their activities and stared at Harry as he started pressing the keys, playing intro of the song. The room became very emotional. He took a deep breath before he began to sing.

"Shut the door

Turn the light off

I wanna be with you

I wanna feel your love

I wanna lay beside you

I can not hide this

Even though I try"

I came straight up to him and stood in front of the piano. I could see tears rolling slowly down his cheeks. Although I was no more able to cry, but I knew I did.

"Heart beats harder

Time escapes me

Trembling hands touch skin

It makes this harder

And the tears stream down my face"

I turned my head when I heard someone sobbing. My mum. She was bawling her eyes out. And I saw my dad pull her closer and rub her head, crying as well.

"If we could only have this life

for one more day

If we could only turn back time..."

His voice shook even worse now. His tears fell down profusely, but he didn't bother to wipe it away. He kept playing his hands on the keys.

"You know I'll be

Your life, your voice

Your reason to be

My love, my heart

Is breathing for this

Moments in time

I'll find the words to say

Before you leave me today"

He was about to sing the next part, but he stopped playing. He couldn't go on since the tears already streamed down his face so badly. He propped his head on one elbow on the piano.

Harry's mum rushed over to him in tears. She leaned down and hugged him, letting him cry on her shoulder. Then I eyed my mum coming, her swollen eyes looked really bad. When Harry saw my mum, he released himself from his mum then stood up to hug mine. I heard him whispering repeatedly through his tears, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

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(to be continued)