From Hatred To Love (A Larry Stylinson Fanfic)

The Wake

The Wake

Chapter 58

Harry's POV

    Today is Niall's wake and tomorrow is the funeral. I've been dreading this for days on end. Seeing my friend's lifeless body is not something I ever wanted to see. I don't what's going to be more emotional, the wake or the funeral. I'd probably have to say the funeral because it'll be the last time we'll ever get to see Niall's face. Brushing the sad thoughts away for a few moments, I put on some clean clothes that will be appropriate for the wake. I look over to Zayn and Louis who are doing the same. 

15 minutes later.....

    We're all ready to go. There's a limo out front waiting for us as well as Niall's family. We all get in and sit in silence, afraid that if we open our mouths to speak, endless tears will fall from our eyes. I grab Louis' hand and squeeze it. He squeezes my hand back, rather hard. I can tell that he's trying his best to keep it together, but he's having trouble doing so. To be honest, I'm having a lot of trouble keeping it together myself. The limo comes to a sudden halt and I'm snapped out of my trance. The driver opens the door for us. We all thank him and make our into the funeral home.

     Everything is white and gray, two colors that sometimes depress me. We walk through several hallways before my eyes fall on an open casket with flowers all around it. Along with flowers, there are pictures of all of us with Niall, Niall with his family, and some childhood photos of him. Just looking at them pains me. My eyes water up and I wipe away the tears. I don't like crying in public. I'm one of those people who likes to keep their feelings to themselves most of the time. 

     There are already 50 people lined up to say their goodbyes to Niall. We line up behind them. The line moves at a decent past, not to fast, but not to slow. Before we know, Zayn, Louis, and I are the last ones in the line. I step up to the casket first. I bend down and hold one of Niall's limp hands. "I'm so sorry that this happened to you. I'm also so sorry for the way I treated you when I first met you. I was an asshole and I wish I could take that back. Hell I wish I could take all of this back. Over time, you grew to become one of my closest friends. I'm going to Liam rots away in prison for the rest of his life, possibly worse. I'll spend the rest of my life missing you mate. I love you and hopefully I'll be reunited again with you day. I'll make sure Louis and Zayn are there too because I know you loved them too."

    I kiss Niall's forehead and step back to let Zayn and Louis say their goodbyes. Zayn's goodbye was sweet. He looks at me with tears flowing down his face. Zayn never cries so the fact that he is makes me heart break. I watch Louis steps forward to the casket. He opens his mouth to speak, but instead he sobs into Niall's shoulder. The sobs are so full of sorrow that all of the conversations around us stop immediately. 

   Louis shouts "I know you wanted to protect  me and all, but you shouldn't have. If you stayed away from Liam, you would probably still be alive right now. These past few days have been the worst days of my life. I fucking miss you so much. Sometimes, I've had thoughts about wishing that Liam killed me instead of you, that way you could live the life you deserved. You were my best friend Niall and you always will be. I read the note that you left for me every night. I cry over it constantly because it's one of the only reminders of you that I have left. Liam Payne will rot in hell for what he did to you. I'm going to make sure his ass never sets foot outside of prison. I want him to suffer, badly. I love you Niall. Until we meet again in an some form of afterlife, this is goodbye." Louis runs his hands through his hair on last time. He kisses Niall's cheeks and forehead. Then, Louis dashes out of the room. Zayn gives me a look that says "I'll wait here. You go after me." I nod and run after Louis.

     It turns out that Louis didn't make it that far. I only had to go down one hallway before I caught after him. He looked like he was about to start running, but I put my hands on my shoulders to stop him. "Louis you will not run away again. Now sit down and let me do my best to comfort you." Surprisingly, he follows my instructions. He puts his on my shoulder and puts his hands in mine. We sit there like that until Zayn tells us that it's time to head back to the hotel. 

Hoped that you guys liked this chapter. :) -Mary