Harry’s POV
How could I let this happen? She saved me so many times and now we’re back here in the hospital. I should have known Claire was bad news. I should have known.

“Mr.Styles?” asks a doctor shaking me out of my thoughts.

“Yes, can I go see her now?” I ask. Him and the nurse exchange a look. No please. No.

“Mr.Styles, Ms.Rose didn’t make it. She’s not breathing anymore. I’m sorry for your loss.” He says shaking his head. Wait, what? No. This can’t be happening.

I instantly fall to the floor bawling and I can feel the guys trying to hold me, but the only person I want to be held by is Diana. Only her.

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It’s been 3 weeks since I’ve heard the news. I’m a mess. The only reason why I’m even stepping foot out of the house is for her. I hear a knock on my door.

“Come in.” I say with a dry throat.

“Dear were leaving now, you ready to go?” my mom asks. I can tell she’s been crying. Everyone has.

“Yeah.” I reply getting up and following her downstairs and then outside to the car.

The drive is silent. I still remember the time I went to her father’s funeral. I didn’t think I would have to go to another one so soon. No one did.

We pull up to the familiar cemetery and we slowly get out. Practically the whole town showed up. I guess she left a good impact on most people.

Everyone is seated around a coffin. I don’t want them to open it yet. No not yet. I can’t. I sit down in front of the coffin and instantly burst into tears. Many people have speeches that I listen to but then before I know it, I’m last to go.

I slowly walk up to the podium and take a deep breath.

“Hi, thanks for coming out to this funeral. I really wish there wasn’t one but…you can’t really predict what's going to happen.” I say with my voice cracking the entire time.

“When I met her, I was a different man. Not the man you see in front of you today, but a naïve, egotistical jerk. Some people say that you shouldn’t be with a person that changes you, but she changed me for the better. I don’t want to wake up in a world without her, but I know I’m going to have to. I keep calling her, she or her because I don’t want to say her name. It breaks my heart too much and I don’t want her to ever be gone, and I know she won’t. She’s in the clouds looking over all of us. She’s praying for all of us and watching over us. Though it may seem like she’s gone. She’s not.” I say full out crying.

“I love you Diana Rose, and we will meet again some day.” I finish off my speech and get down.

Everyone has flowers but they need my cue to close the casket. I walk up and see her lifeless body lying there. Her beautiful hair is draped over her dead body and her skin is paler that usual.

I lean down and kiss her cheek. I looked at her one last time. She’s wearing the same little black dress I saw her wearing at her father’s funeral.

I've saved her many times, but the one that really counted...I didn't. If I was one second earlier none of this would have happened. I would still be holding her in my arms, probably packing our suitcases for a summer trip before a long year at Manchester University. But instead I'm here at the cemetery alone. I close my eyes and I nod my head. They close the casket before lowering it.

That was the last time I ever saw Diana. Otherwise known as my hero or the girl I love.

Notes

"So that's it."

ღ Alice Rose ღ