May 18th, 1940.
{Writing}.
Dear, Harry:
Remember when we sat outside at your mum's house on Christmas day, drinking tea and talking about the stories we'll tell to our kids someday when we get older? remember when we first met? you were sitting alone on a park bench reading a book, and me, the curious young lad I was, strutted towards you and was the first to say hi.
I asked you why you were sitting alone, and you just shrugged your shoulders.
You weren't much of a fond person I could tell, but I still tried to be friendly.
Then I came to the park everyday, me and my mum. It was only a matter of time that I realized I only went there just to see you. We later became friends. Then after friends, we become lovers.
There is never a time in my life where I regret the day I met you. No matter what happens, no matter what the outcome of everything turns out to be, you my dear lover, will always be my one true love. My first love; And I will never forget you, not even till the day I die. No matter what happens, you will always be in my heart. Forever.
Love, Louis.
Hope you liked this chapter!.xX❤
This Eroda thing with Harry has got us becoming FBIs again😂
YOU ARE READING
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)
