Caught

Chapter 26

HARRY

            It’s been three days since Louis killed himself. I haven’t left my bed and my mom really hasn’t tried to get me to go to school.

All I can do is replay the moments him and I had together in my head. All I can picture is his laugh and his smile.

Why couldn’t he just have stayed a bit longer? Why did he do it? I love him so much, I could have helped him.

He was the only person in my entire world.

I replay the video he left me every once in a while, just to hear his voice.

Tomorrow is the funeral. My mom is holding it since his mother doesn’t want to, she even said she wasn’t going to show up.

My phone rings every hour or so, but I never answer it let alone see who is calling me.

The only person I want to talk to is Louis.

I sleep most of the day away and cry most of the night. I can never tell what time it is. I can hardly remember the last time I have eaten was.

I feel myself start to drift off into sleep again.

 

 

 

 

 

NIALL

            “Are you ready to go?” I ask Zayn and Frank as we get ready for Lou’s funeral.

We heard the news the days after it happened. Harry’s mom called the school, and they made an announcement.

Some kids cheered, but others just sat in silence. We all agreed we would go.

After all, that was our best friend.

“Yeah, let’s get going.” Zayn says.

When he heard the news, he got really quiet, and has been that way ever since.

My heart feels heavy. I don’t know exactly how to feel. A part of me is still angry, but now for a different reason.

I never got to talk to him. I never got to work things out with him.

It was so stupid of us to isolate him for such a dumb reason.

If we would have just stuck by him, maybe he wouldn’t have gone.

I can’t help but feel like this is our fault too.

Louis lived the last days of his life in misery and pain.

We were selfish, and it cost our best friend his life.

 

            We get in the car and drive to the funeral site in silence.

Zayn fights back tears the entire way. I know he’s hurting just as much as I am.

The closer we get, the tighter my chest feels.

Zayn and Frank haven’t said a word since we left the house.

The sun is setting and it’s actually a beautiful evening, but the wind is cold and it seems a bit gloomy.