99 Days Without You

I stole this from a girl on tumblr who's you know...name I kinda forgot. But it's a really good Larry Stylinson fanfic. So, get you tissues because I'm gonna make y'all cry.


2. Day 2

Dear Harry, 
Your family was there.  We were all there.  I hugged your mother trying to comfort her while she cried her eyes out, all the while trying to contain my own tears.  The rest of the boys took care of Gemma, who began screaming and thrashing, refusing to believe that her brother had left her.  Tears were flying all over the place, and it became hard to defer whose tears belong to whom, but it didn’t really matter.
    We all watched from the sidelines as you were removed from your bed, and carried away on a long stretcher, a thin white sheet covering you, so I was unable to see your face one last time.  I refused to believe you were gone.  I still refuse.
    You’re coming back, aren’t you?  I hope you do.  Everybody’s pretty fucked up about it.  I miss the way things used to be, you know?  Now anyone hardly ever smiles.  I miss your smile.  


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