Diana’s POV
People, ugh. I hate most of them. I don’t know them, but I hate them. They’re all pretending. They all think they knew my dad. Ha. I’m the only one that really knows him. My dad was my best friend, he was the only person who understood me, but most of all… he was my hero. When I got the call saying he was in a car accident, I felt like my whole world came crashing down. It was hard enough losing my mom, but my dad. That was too much. I tried to kill myself but the cops got there to take me to some foster home for the night. I refused and slammed the door in their fucking faces. The next day they said I had to move in with my aunt. I didn’t have a choice, ugh. I’m eighteen but in my parents will, I’m supposed to live with my aunt until I graduate. Luckily my parents are rich and we don’t have to sell the house, so the second I graduate, I can move back in. The house is the only thing I have left of my parents. All the memories in that house are what I need to survive.

I hadn’t realised but I had zoned out. My aunt tapped my and told me it was time to start the ceremony. I looked up before I sat and met a pair of eyes that I despised. Harry Styles. Ugh. He was the reason I have been bullied for the past 10 years of my fucking life. He’s such a dick to anyone who isn’t popular and he’s a prick. His mom on the other hand is a lovely lady, she really helped me when my mom was going through cancer. I don’t even know how she ended up with
Harry.

My family had moved to Holmes Chapel from London because my dad was offered a better job. My parrents told me how they were both from here but moved to London when they were teens. They were in love from the start. They told me all their old schools and I knew that I wanted to follow their legacy. Maybe even fall in love in high school like they did. On the first day of grade one, we were asked to pair up. Harry asked me to be his partner. I thought it was love at first sight. I smiled and accepted. Then he screamed sike. Not a big deal right? But ever since that day, everyone started bullying me. Everyone thought because he bullied me that they could too. He was the reason I hated school.

I sat down and gave Harry a death glare. Then the priest started talking. Why the fuck is there a priest if dad wasn’t even religious. Fuck you Aunt Claire. God, I didn’t even like her that much. She was such a health freak, I checked the house for junk food and the closest I came was a wheat bar. You would think she would buy me some junk food after I lost my LAST parent but nope. She was such an uptight bitch, everything had to be done her way. The day after my dad died and I moved in, she gave me a list of chores. Bitch. I know she was mom’s sister, but I don’t see how they could be related.
It started raining and everyone took out their umbrellas. I sat still staring at my dad’s coffin.

“You’re going to catch a cold honey.” My aunt said. Bitch.

“I don’t fucking care” I replied

“We will talk about your tone when we get home” she said coldly

Fuck her.

“Now, Greg’s daughter would like to say a few words” the priest announced. Alrighty, here goes nothing. I walked up to the microphone and looked out at everyone. I felt my heart beat increase and I felt like I was going to faint. I hated talking to people, even worse is large crowds. I looked down at my dad’s coffin then found the courage to speak.

“After I lost my mom, my dad was the only one there for me. He was an amazing man. Some of you know him as your high school chum or your co-worker, or maybe even met him once. But one thing is sure, he was an amazing man. He was also and will always be my hero.” I said with tears streaming down my face and my voice cracking at the end.

I sat back down in my seat and my aunt handed me a napkin. One hour later the ceremony was finished and it was still raining.

“Everyone is going to the after gathering where we will honor and remember your father” my aunt told me.

“I want to stay here.” I replied

“I will see you there when you are done here” she said giving me a small smile.

“K” I replied

I stood and watched them burry my father. Everyone had already watched them lower his coffin, but that wasn’t enough for me. I stayed there until they put in the tombstone and everything.
“Thank you” I said to the man who put the tombstone in. He nodded and left. I was alone, in the cemetery, just me and my parents two tombstones

“Dad, I miss you” I cried into the tombstone.

“I-I’m so lost. I don’t know what to do without you. I just need you here. No one gets me. I have never felt so alone. It’s me dad, just me. I know you and mom are finally together again but I’m here, all alone. I know you made me promise to never kill myself but this hurts too much I just miss you both. I just want to go back in time and stop you from leaving to work that morning. If I had just told you to stay home and watch the soccer game with me you might have been here. I know you had to go to work but what if I convinced you to stay with me? I miss you. I love you both.” I said crying. Then I looked over and saw my mom’s tombstone and cried even harder. I crawled over to it and then just layed there letting the rain drench me. I didn’t care. I just needed to let it all out. After about an hour I got up. I was covered in mud and my mascara was smudged. I looked like a mess. Then again, I was. Not only on the outside but the inside. I needed somebody. Anybody…

Notes

Chapter 2!!!! So yeah :) thanks for the comments rate's and subscriptions! If you were wondering I am actually finished the final chapter for my other story the boy next door and will probably be posting it next Saturday....Sorry you just gotta wait. Off to les questions.

Will Anyone Be There For Diana?

What Will Happen At The After Gathering?

Love You Guise xoxo

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P.S this story will mostly be based on some songs from the tracklist of Midnight Memories ;)