Trouble • n.h.

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Kelsey's POV

I just can't believe he's gone.
Our "love story," if that's what you would call it, was so short.
It should have been so much longer.
His life should have been much longer too.
One thing I'm happy about is that Ashton turned himself in to the police and the feud is over.
There's no more violence.
Finally, a world in peace.
But it's still not the same without him.
I still remember that first day we met.
I remember our first kiss.
I remember everything.
It all comes back in flashes.
I've had the same nightmare over and over of him dying again and again.
It starts when he got shot and it's like the situation replays itself.
I always wake up crying, because reassuring myself that it didn't happen won't help.
It did actually happen.
The funeral, which was a couple days after Niall died, was nice.
It was the typical crying while speaking type of thing for everyone who spoke, and I was one of the people who was speaking.
I definitely won't be finding someone new anytime soon.
I know that as an absolute fact.
And I'll never forget him as long as I live.