Nothing ended on 23rd of July 2020, and nothing began. Yet the world feels different now. Like five ghosts came to life again. Like ruins in midday light, letting us pick up what remained [Because the 23rd of July was not enough and everything I could ask for. Here is the book for everyone who still grieves. And for One Direction fans, too.] The sequel to: if the sun will rise tomorrow Alternative titles: • picking up what remained • of ruins in midday light

In which Harry was a popular singer before the war and his three most haunting relationships follow him well after death. In which Louis is a gardener that fell to often, almost became father to a baby, and moved back in with his first love. In which a girl inherits an old manor and meets a girl with too many dried mangos in her backpack. (loosely based on the hounting of blye manor and the falling video)

what is left after ten years of highs and lows? what remains after five years of fading hope? how much is left to lose in eighteen days? The last thoughts of a one direction fan, beginning on the 5th of July 2020 and ending on the 23rd of July 2020. or: five years of losing you. or: ten years (and eighteen days to go) or: what remains of stars in early morning light

•And if the whole world was watching, I'd still dance with you• Du bist meine Ganze Welt. Das einzige was bleibt nach einer einer anstrengenden Konzertnacht. Das einzige, das halt gibt nach einem anstrengenden Tag im Studio. Das einzige, an das ich bei TVOG denke. Ich überlege, ob du die Kanidaten gern hättest. Sie denken alle, es wäre okay. Sie denken alle, ich wäre glücklich mit ihr. Su bist der einzige, der die Wahrheit kennt. (~•Siku•~)