99 days without you (*Completed*)

*This is not my story this amazing person on wattpad made this story. Her name is Edward Sheeran. I thought I would put it up here for all of you to read*

Louis loses Harry. Louis feels as if he can't go on, but tries to stay strong for the boys, and Harry. Knowing that Harry is actually gone, he slips into depression. But, 99 days after Harry's death, Louis knows it's time to join Harry in the heavens.
- Warning: Do not read if you're uncomfortable with self harming, suicide, etc.


72. Harry's Note (part 3)

Whenever you need me, I'll be there with you. And I'll be waiting for you in my next life, for the day that you finally join me---which I hope is a long time from now. You deserve a long, happy life. Though I'll miss you, I don't want you to leave until you've lived your life completely. I'll still be here when you decide it's your time... but as for me, my time's up.


You're probably on the verge of waking up now, which gives me limited time to get things done. I'm sitting on the cold bathroom floor right now, shivering in just my boxers as I write this note. I'm sorry for the tear stains, I never meant for there to be any evidence of my cries. The bottle of pill is in my hand.


I really don't want to explain the process I'm about to go through, but I just want you to know that I'm going painfully. I have a large bottle of painkillers, and I'm going to take the entire thing. It's the most peaceful and least messy scenario my mind could think of, and I sure hope it's enough.


I'm sure this note is pretty long by now... but there's just one last thing I want you to do for me, though I've asked for so much already.


Please take care of my mother and Gemma. They're going to need somebody there for them. I know you think of them as second family, so it shouldn't be hard to keep in touch just because I'm gone, right?


Anyways, I just took the whole bottle. The pills slid down my throat easily, just as I thought they would. Shit, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have written that. I said I didn't want you to know the process, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell you.


I'm beginning to feel woozy, and my eyesight is getting fuzzy. It's hard to stand up. I'm scared Louis. I know it was my decision, and it's too late to turn back now, but I'm still so scared. My body's beginning to go numb, and I find myself unable to write steadily for very long.


So I guess this is where I leave you. I'm placing this note in the bottom left drawer in the bathroom, though I guess you don't need directions because that is where you'll find it. I don't know if that made sense, my mind is beginning to slow down.


I love you Boo Bear, I love you so fucking much. Don't you ever forget that. Don't you dare forget. I'll be seeing you later okay?



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