The morning after Harry's funeral i stayed in lit my chest aching.
"Jen?" Louis asked quietly walking in.
I hugged my oreiller and turned over.
"Come on, don't be like this" Louis a dit crawling under the covers and spooning me.
I was now aware of the world around me, Louis, Niall, Liam, Zayn, Harry's mum i crawled out of Louis's arms and out of bed.
"Louis, let's go" I a dit grabbing some clothes out of my dresser.
"Go where?" Louis joked.
"Out" i simply said.
Once again Louis joked, "Where out?"
"The park" I a dit giving in.
Louis laughed and took my hand.
"I need that hand" I a dit looking up at Louis.
"Why?"...
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