My Dead Boyfriend

Prologue

Harry and I were the relationship everyone wanted. We knew everything about each other. We would do all those couple stuff that I would have considered cringe material beforehand.

In high school, he was Harry Styles, the most popular, fittest boy in our school, that's all the girls said every single day anyway. I wasn't at all interested, I thought he was one of those boys, who just loved themselves, which was actually true. He did love himself, but he had a story, I was proud to say that the more he took over my heart, the more I realised I'm the only one who he'd let in. I was the one, as he was for me.

I was head over heels for Harry, his mesmerising curls, captivating smile, dimples, the tattoos. Yes, he had underage tattoos, he didn't like talking about them, but eventually he did. He went through a lot, I never pushed on much about his past, but I'd have liked to know more about it.

Harry was brutally murdered. Not just a little bash to the head, he was completely battered. They never found the murderers, but considering Harry's fragile state a few days before, he knew who it was. He knew, but couldn't even speak to me. I have secretly tried to find his murderer over the past two years since it happened, but when it got to Christmas time in 2014, I finally opened my eyes and realised everything was a dead end.

The pain in my chest from losing my darling Harry, never dissolved, it was a never-ending battle of hurt and loss. I knew I had to move on, searching for answers and holding on to someone who was already gone, was destroying me. Literally.

I got myself a job in my mothers cafe down the street. It was good, I had a good pay, plus, it was easy hours and I never got told off for slacking a little because, after all, it was the family café.

I was slowly getting back to normal, but I hadn't had sex in two years, Harry being my last. I wasn't ready to move on, but I have to, it's the only way.

He didn't like that very much.

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I wrote this book before, based around the same story, but this is more detailed and thought out better.

So basically, Harry's dead now, Emily is getting ready to move on, but he doesn't really like the thought of that, so he begins to fuck about with her head.

-Eve xoxo <3