Harry ran and ran until he came to a bridge, the bridge that would change his life...
If we could only turn back time stop the tape and rewind..
then harry joined his brothers



1. Moments

The music drowned out all the other sounds that Harry heard, the bustling of people shifting around in their seats, the hushed whispers that seemed to follow him everywhere and the sobbing. Oh god the sobbing Harry was so glad that it drowned out the sobbing. He had been hearing too much of that form himself and other people in the past few weeks. 

In a way the music wasn't a nice sound either, it made him sad. "Can we fall one more time....stop the tape and rewind..." a tear trickled down his cheek, he would give anything to turn back time, anything.  The funny thing was that he could, everyday he did, everyday he thought about it, he thought about what her could of done. He should have been with them , in the car but he had said no because of a party he had to be at. More tears streamed down his cheeks and he found it hard to breathe, a hand slowly rubbed his back but it just felt like another one of the background sounds , drowned out by the music and now the thumping in is head. He gasped for breath, the room seemed to fall into him and he suddenly felt like a little kid again , so upset that he needed to be held. His shoulders stiff and his body ridged he leaned into his mums chest, her arms wrapped around him as she continued to rub his back. As Harry cried he continued to look at the four large objects in the middle of the room. The music kept playing"one more, one more time Ill make it better" but nothing was going to be better for Harry. 

He stood up and walked over to the four objects, his four best friends suddenly by his side again,comforting him. "Hey boys" he whispers, they don't reply but Harry understands why. "Hey Liam, remember that time you pushed Niall off the couch in an interview, that really made me laugh" i can hear the boys laughing with me, it makes me feel so much better. My mum grabs my hand and I go sit back down with her, a man starts to speak. 

"Ladies and Gentleman we are gathered here today to remember four amazing boys, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik and Louis Tomlinsion" the man nods at Harry and he slowly gets to his feet and walks over to the lecture stand. Clearing his throat and wiping his red puffy eyes only for them to be replaced by more tears. His voice is harsh and choppy from the sobs that are racking his already fragile body. Squinting his eyes in pain "These boys were..." his voice cracks and he sobs harder " they were my brothers, we were a family" Leaning over the stand, his back ridged Harry looked 100 times older. He didn't look like his usual cheeky, smily self. He looked incredibly broken . He turns to the four coffins and leans his body on one..... Niall's. His hands grip the edges to steady himself, his best friends, partners in crime, the boys on the stairs..... One Direction were gone. He took one last look at his brothers than left the church, no more funeral stuff. 

Harry ran and ran until he came to a bridge that would change his life. He stood looking over the edge at the rushing water far, far below him. He spread his arms wide and screamed at the top of his lungs, the sound echoing across the river below him. Tears fell from his eyes in steady streams. Harry stepped up onto the ledge, breathing hard and deep. 

if we could only have this life for one more day if we could only turn back time....

Then Harry joined his best friends. 

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