The first session: (part 1)
Harry
"So tell me Harry, why are you here today" the woman sitting across from me asked, writing on a note pad.
"well I have som issues..." I said, looking down in my lap, playing nervously with my fingers
"what kind of problems?" she questioned, looking at me with that serious face.
"Um...I'm an alcoholic, addicted to drugs, I self harm and am a sex addict" I might have said that with to much confidence, because she had a worried and sad look on her face.
"tell me, why do you have these problems?" she wrote some more in her notes.
I felt my eyes sting remembering that night.
"my best friend..." I stopped, not yet willing to let myself say the words.
"what about your best friend Harry?" she urged.
"he, he is-" i took a deep breath, preparing for the pain that is to come.
"he died"
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The next chapters will be longer, this is just a glimt of what this story will be about.
Hope you will like it
<3 Emilie
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The Memory Of Him
Fanfiction~ON HOLD~ Harry suffers from the loss of his best friend , so he goes to therapy to recover from a dark time in his life. In therapy he retells the story of the Louis he knew and loved. From their first incounter, and till the end.
