Remembering You

Chapter 2

Harry Styles

I reached over to my phone, wanting nothing more than to hear the sweet sound of Em's voice again. I have rang her phone about 5 times since I've woken up, but it went straight to voicemail each time. I savoured the sound of her voice ringing through the phone each time she said the words "Hi you've reached the phone of Em, I'll try call you back because I'm probably busy or I just don't like you." She giggled slightly and then there was the inevitable ringing as the message ended. I wasn't sure whether it was comforting or adding to the torture of having to live without her.

I heard the sound of the door unlocking and I quietly cursed under my breath. I wish i had never given the boys a key but Em had convinced me to get one cut for each of them 'just in case'.

I quickly hid under the blanket and slowed my breathing. I hoped that if I was 'asleep' then maybe whoever it was, would go away.

I quickly opened one eye to see a bit of blonde hair which I recognised as Niall's but I shut it just in time as he walked in.

"Mate, I know you're awake." He whispered, touching my hair slightly.

I felt the weight on the bed shift slightly as he sat down. I wasn't closer to one of the boys more than the other but we all went to the same people when we needed something. We went to Louis when we needed a laugh and believe me he could make you laugh when you're angry at him, we went to Niall when we needed to rant because although he was the loudest he was also the best listener and gave the best hugs, we went to Liam when we needed a pep talk or needed advice for pretty much anything and we went to Zayn when we needed a heart to heart which happened mainly in the middle of the night or the early hours of the morning because he was practically nocturnal.

I sighed, I couldn't push Niall away. He was resilient and won't give in easily. I pushed myself up and leaned on the headboard of the bed. Niall gave me a weak smile before putting an arm around me. His hug was light and loose, different to his normal ones where he hugged you so hard it felt as if all of your broken pieces had been pushed back together. It was as if he was scared of breaking me.

I was a bit annoyed that everyone was tiptoeing around me, as if I was this fragile bomb that was about to explode at any second.

"Have you eaten today?" He asked, breaking the silence.

I shook my head and he got up. I crossed my legs and leaned my head against the wall next to me. Niall quickly appeared with a plate of toast and a glass of water.

He placed the plate on my lap and put the glass of water on the bedside table before climbing into the bed next to me.

I ripped a piece of the bread off and chewed it slowly. Niall had cut the crusts off because he knew how much I hated them.

"I really miss her too Haz." He said, looking over at me with tears in his eyes making them appear even bluer.

I nodded, clearing my throat. I felt my eyes sting a little and I quickly rubbed them. Niall must have noticed because I was soon in a bone crushing hug with his head on my shoulder.

Niall was close to Em, they were like best friends and I know Niall would never try anything on her because he's not that type of person. He was the one that encouraged me to ask her out in the first place.

I soon felt warm tears on my shoulder and I could feel Niall shaking. Although I was the youngest, we did treat Niall like the baby of our group sometimes so I started rubbing his back slowly and running my hands through his hair.

We stayed like that for ages until he finally pulled away, his eyes bloodshot and his cheeks were puffy and tinged pink.

"I'm sorry for that." Niall said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"No problem, you did the same for me all them times." My voice sounded horrible, as if I hadn't spoken for years. I took a sip of water and it cooled my sore throat.

"She didn't even get to be married, or have kids. It's unfair." I said.

"I know. She was needed up there but we don't know why." Niall sighed. "Do you want to go for a walk?"

I hadn't left the house other than to go to the funeral. I know Em wouldn't want that but she left me and I don't think I have the energy to stop. If she were here right now, she would tell me to go.

"Sure." I could tell Niall was shocked because he sat there for a few seconds before getting up. He chucked me some clothes before leaving the room.

I pulled my pyjama shirt off and just stared in the mirror. I was so pale, it made my tattoos stand out more by how much they contrasted with my skin. My stomach had hollowed slightly, the bones protruding underneath. I looked away and quickly pulled on the shirt Niall had given, I did not want to look at how much of a mess I had become.

"You ready?" I heard him call through the door.

"One sec." I answered, quickly putting on the sweatpants and beanie before yanking open the door.

I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and did the best I could do with my hair which was just run my hands through it in hopes that it would look less like a birds nest.

"Can I get my haircut while we're out?" I asked as I left the bathroom.

"Yeah. I'll pay for it." He said, opening the door.

"I still have money because you and the other boys bought all my groceries." I quickly grabbed my wallet off the table.

"Fine, just come on." He laughed slightly.

I rolled my eyes before smiling. It was the first real smile in ages and it felt good. Maybe this could work.

A/N-Longer chapter to make up for the short sucky one? :)