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Damn the dark, damn the rain. Rain took him away, those damned clouds took my sun away.
"Hey little train wait for me."
Wait.
That's all Louis has been doing for two years, two years of waiting for a brown pair of Chelsea boots to come through the door. He knew it was never going to happen, not since they put Harry six feet into the ground.
The words sounded like a taunt, it was Harry's favorite but lord was it ironic, a train that missed a stop in the downpouring rain hit Harry's car at full speed. Did he know? Did he know that was how its was going to end? Of course not. He just loved old styled music, he adored it. When he found that song from Harry Potter it stole him, he couldn't help but dance. He adored it while dancing with me. We recreated that damn dance thousands of times. He adored it while he adored me.
"Hey little train wait for me. I may be working extra hours but trust me, I will work even harder when I come home to make you happy." I could still hear that damn smile on his face while he said it, the smile was laced in suggestion and so much love.
Fuck this, Louis was going to finally be sad, finally let it sink in that Harry was never going to walk through that damn door. Because he spent two years without the bright smiling green eyed man that he loved, two years in denial. Two years of sitting in a recliner at half past nine at night just waiting for his husband to open the door.
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At first Louis didnt see, didnt know what was going on. He'd never lost someone like this. At first he just panicked seeing cop car lights through the window. What had he done? Was it something from his past that he couldn't remember coming back to bite him?
No and no. But Louis wasn't ready for the news of why those lights were shinning.
"Hello officers, are you in need of something? Or have I done something wrong?" I let myself laugh, "Always used to take my sisters dolls. But I hope it isnt a crime."
I didnt register the officers faces till now, they looked sad, and they looked regretful.
"Mr. Tomlinson I presume?" One officers says in a soft warm tone.
"Well yes but my name is Louis, my husband also goes by Mr. Tomlinson."
The other officer seemed to look past me for a brief second, I knew what he was looking at, the picture from our wedding day that hung proudly for everyone to see when they walked through the door.
"Niall..." The one officer said, he sounded ready to cry.
The officer that I guess is named Niall shook his head slowly, "I'm sorry Mr. Tomlinson, I regretfully have to deliver the news that your husband was hit by a train and killed sometime close to when he was supposed to clock into work.
I just stood there, my ears heard the words, but I couldn't feel anything.
"Mr. Tomlinson?" Niall said.
I just froze, "What did you say?" I said in a voice that I could barely recognize as my own.
"Zayn, help me." Niall says as the other officer named Zayn has tears in his eyes.
"Can we come in, i think you should sit down."
I didnt say a word, I just walked over to the recliner and sat.
Niall and Zayn sat down on the couch, "Some time earlier into the night there was a crash reported, and at the same time, your husband was missing from work. Some of his coworkers confirmed it to be him, and we had to clear the area and get a statement from the train driver. Because he is at fault for hitting your husband we can release his statement to you. He claimed the rain clouded his vision, that's why he didnt stop at the previous stop which caused him to hit your husband."
Harry's gone? What. What. What? What? What!?
I felt so sick and empty, "Can... can I asked a favor?"
Zayn nodded.
"Can, can you just play that record next to you... it's his favorite."
Zayn played the record without hesitation and I just lost my shit.
I sobbed for a little and the two officers offered to stay for a while to make sure I was okay, but I was the farthest from okay.
Then the part came, his part came, that little segment almost put me in a mental facility.
I could see him, extending his hand to pull me from my chair so we could recreate this damned scene for the millionth time. but I still took his warm hand.
"What is-"
"Its the dance scene from Harry Potter, I guess they memorized it." I heard Niall faintly.
I just went through the motions, sobbing with every step, but never faltering. I was used to dancing to this with every emotion. If we got into a sad fight I'd dance this with tears running down my cheek as we exchanged our 'I'm sorry' s. It even got a bit forced during times we wanted nothing more to hurt each other.
"I'll miss you." I said as I took Harry's hand to spin him, he always danced Hermione.
Clear as day I heard a reply, "I miss you already."
I spun Harry into me, "I love you."
He smiled softly, using his free hand to show his promise ring. "Forever."
Thank all gods that was the end of the scene because I couldnt hold myself on my own two feet any longer after that reminder.
I looked directly at Niall, "He had a silver teddy bear ring on right?"
Niall nodded.
I cried and screamed, "Come home! Come home please!"
Zayn got on the floor and held me, "He would if he could, I'm sure of it."
I could barely hear Zayn, all I heard was the pieces of my soul rumbling in me, "I'll wait for you like you asked! I'll wait in my chair, I'll sit and wait for your shift to end! Just come home!!"
I couldnt stop the manic pleas, "I'll make dinner! I know its your day but you dont have to! I'll make the bed, you'll never have to complain!"
I crawled over to the shoes frantically, "I'll rearrange the shoes like you've been asking! See?! See Hazza?! I'm doing everything you asked me to! Its so pretty now! You were right! Please come home so I can show you!"
I crawled over and pulled out a DVD, "We can watch the Notebook! Just for you! I love it Harry! I do! I never to you how much you made me love it! Come home and we can watch it! You can fall asleep on me, I wont turn it off!"
I whispered softly, "I know you hate the dark..."
Niall was still on the couch in tears, "Damn it Hazza! Just come home! You cant be gone!"
Zayn held me, "You are such a devoted husband, he was blessed to have you in his life."
I wrapped my arms around Zayn and sobbed, "Dont say 'was' please, dont say 'was'! He..."
I looked at the clock, ten minutes minutes till. "He'll be home any minute!" I scrambled to my feet, "Stay, stay, have dinner with us. I already baked the chicken and the potatoes are in the fridge. Excuse me while I make plates."
"What do we do?" I heard Niall ask.
"We stay, we make sure he's okay with a knife. We have dinner, and hopefully he doesnt have another meltdown or we'll be here until he's stable."
I gave the officers their plates, "Thank you for staying, I think Harry will really like you, you're very kind."
I went to wash my face quickly.
I sat in my chair and ate, Harry's plate still sat at the table, the Notebook DVD still on the option section. minutes past into ten, ten into twenty, twenty into thirty.
I took the officers plate and mine to the sink, "Oh Hazza.."
My plate shattered as I and it hit the floor.
"LOUIS!" Niall and Zayn said.
I felt nothing, he cant come back. He's gone.