September 16 2020
It's been weeks since Louis died.
Harry hasn't gone out of the house since it happened.
His family and friends tried to reach out to him, but he always shut them out.
He couldn't forgive himself of what happened to Louis they haven't talked since the band broke up.
The last time he saw Louis was when he performed on the x factor.
A really long time ago.
He still had to film the golden MV.
The shooting of dwd is coming up.
But he's just so tired and stressed.
He regrets not talking to Louis.
He couldn't say his goodbyes to Louis.
He couldn't tell him he still loves him.
He was ready to give up.
They didn't even get the chance to tell the world that they were right.
That they were inlove.
Harry was broken.
He wasn't even crying anymore he was just numb.
He hasn't eaten in days.
His family and friends are worried about him.
His fans are worried about him.
But he doesn't care anymore.
He's gone, Louis is gone.
He doesn't have a goal in life.
He couldn't write songs anymore, cause who would he write about? Gemma?
His goal was to write songs about Louis and then marry him.
But he can't do that anymore.
But he knew Louis would want him to continue.
So he stood up from his bed, he went to the bathroom, and then he saw himself on the mirror.
He looked horrible.
He hasn't shave, took a shower, brush his teeth.
His hair was a mess, the white shirt he was wearing had stains on them, his eyes were puffy even though he wasn't crying.
He turned on the shower and went in right away. He didn't even bother to change the temperature to warm.
After showering, he brushed and shaved also.
After changing, he went downstairs, his cat Evie would normally encounter him but he dropped Evie off to Anne cause he can't really take care of her right now.
He made himself breakfast.
