Don't Let Me Go // Narry

All I see was black. All I hear was Harry shouting my name. All I wanted was to reply his screams but I just couldn't. I lost myself. I lost everything. I lost that safe feeling of having his hand in my hand, our palms brushing inside. But all I felt was his warm but worried touches over my cold body. As cold as death. The tears were falling down from his beautiful eyes, I didn't see them, I wasn't able to but I knew they were there. Because he had loved me. Because I had loved him so he would care about me. I knew he would. But he couldn't help, neither did I. I was helpless, lying there, breathless. I was leaving. I didn't want to go, he didn't want to let me go. But the truth was cold. I was dying, leaving him in pain. It was too late for eveything.
I am, Niall Horan, gone.