I just thought of this while I was braiding my hair, I don't know why but I come up with ideas when I'm doing random things.

Anyway I hope you enjoy...

TW⚠️: talk about death and a detailed description of a car crash and fire/ burnt alive.

Louis' P.O.V

"Lou!?" I heard Harry call from upstairs where he was supposed to be getting changed.

"Yeah?" I called back, from where I was sat on the couch, my legs crossed underneath me. I heard footsteps come closer before I saw my husband walk into the living room, smiling wider when he saw me.

"Is that mine?" Harry pointed to the hoodie I was wearing.

"No..." I mumbled as I looked down at my hands.

"Are you sure?" He smirked as he walked over to me and I tried to hide the light blush on my cheeks. "Because I thought I bought one just like this a few days ago."

"You're obviously confused, Harold. This is mine." I said as I crossed my arms over my chest and looked up at him.

"Is that why it looks two sizes too big so it swallows you and gives you adorable sweater paws?"

"M'not adorable." I mumbled as he leant back against the couch.

"Yes you are." Harry smirked before leaning forward and kissing all over my face making me immediately start laughing as I tried to push him away.

"Okay, okay it's yours stop." I breathed out as he pulled away but not before placing one last final kiss on my lips.

"You look good in my clothes." He said with a fond smile.

"I like wearing them." I shrugged as I tried to stop the smile forming on my lips. "They smell like you."

Harry just smiled wider and grabbed my hand, pulling me off the couch. "You ready to go?" He asked as he walked into the hallway and I followed behind.

"Yup."

"Good, but one thing before we leave." He said as he grabbed something off the shelf in the hallway and gave it to me, a confused expression washed over my face.

"What is it?" I asked as I looked at the small box in my hand, wrapped in blue ribbon.

"Just open it."

I pulled at the ribbon before opening up the box carefully, a wide smile reached my face when he saw what was inside.

"I noticed that you have taken a liking to the necklaces I wear so I got you one." Harry smiled as I picked up the necklace and looked at it in my hands.

It was a silver necklace with an infinity symbol. "Harry I-I love it." I whispered, completely awestruck.

"Turn it over." He instructed still smiling widely.

I turned over the necklace and looked on the back of the infinity symbol to see a small imprint of one word. 'Always'.

I felt like I could cry when I saw it, ever since Harry and I had first said 'I love you' one of us would say 'always' after, it became our thing.

"Thank you, H. I love it so much." I whispered before I threw myself at Harry who stumbled back slightly when my smaller figure hit into him.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me tightly before kissing the top of my head. When we pulled apart he helped put the necklace on me before I hugged him again.

"I love you." I mumbled into his shirt, as I kept one of my hands wrapped around the necklace.

"I love you too." Harry said back before he kissed my head once more. "Always."

We stayed like that for a few more minutes before I spoke. "Okay but we really need to go." I laughed slightly as Harry nodded and I grabbed my phone.

"Thanks for taking me to go to this show." I said once we got into the car, we were on our way to a theatre that Harry got tickets for and we were going to see a live performance of Grease. I was so excited once Harry showed me the tickets a few days ago.

"No problem, Lou, I know how much you've been wanting to go." He said as he put the keys into the ignition and I got comfortable in the passengers seat.

He pulled out of our driveway before heading towards the theatre, it was around a thirty minute drive from our house but I couldn't wait to get there.

"Haz, did you invite your mum round for dinner for Sunday night?" I asked once we reached the main road.

"No, not yet. I was busy today but I will call her after the show." He said eyes flicking over to me momentarily before looking back at the road.

"Did you know you're the best husband in the whole entire world?" I asked with a fond smile as Harry continued to drive.

"Am I now?" He smirked and I could hear the smugness in his voice.

"Yes, Harold. I don't want to boost your ego too much but you're very sweet to me and I love you for it."

"Thanks, Lou. I intend to treat you like a prince for the rest of our lives." He smiled and took a hand off the steering wheel to place it on my thigh.

I looked out the window at the colourful blur that ran past the window, I could feel Harry's thumb rubbing my thigh gently as he continued to drive, humming softly to the music.

"Harry, I don't know if I tell you enough but I appreciate everything you do for me." I said quietly as I looked over at him.

"I know you do, love." He smiled over at me. "I love you."

"I love you too." I whispered back as he kept his gaze on me. I was admiring the way his hair swept over his eyes slightly as I was about to say always.

Only I never got the chance.

My voice was drowned out by a blaring horn, my lips were still moving yet all I could hear was the deafening horn.

I watched Harry's eyes widen before I looked down at his lips seeing they were still moving yet I had no idea what he was saying. I noticed the way his face scrunched up in agony as his voice was finally heard over horn.

"Louis!"

There was no time to react. No time to think. It all happened so fast. It was unexpected and crept up on us before we heard the warning. But it was a warning too late.

Only when the car began to flip in the air did I realise what was happening, and I felt like screaming but I couldn't find the air in my lungs to scream. The seat belt dug into my chest cutting off any air I possibly did have as the car twisted and turned in the air.

The horn was still blaring in my ears, almost louder now as the blood rushed to my head. My body suddenly jolted forward and hit the windscreen as it broke and engraved multiple jagged wounds into my head and just as violently as I flew forward I was jerked back into the seat. It was only then the horn finally stopped.

Then it was silent.

Panic began to rise making my breathing feel restricted, I looked around and noticed we had landed upside down.

Suddenly it was as if I had realised what had happened and I began fumbling with my seatbelt, forgetting we were upside down. It was only then that I found my voice and managed to let out a scream that sounded more like a cry of help.

"Harry!" I yelled as I finally I clicked the seatbelt and fell in the direction of gravity as I landed on my shoulder and neck against the roof of the car with great pain running through my body.

My vision faded slightly before returning but more blurry than before, I didn't know whether it was the tears or something else.

But that wasn't important when I noticed Harry's unconscious body next to me. "Harry!" I yelled again as I scrambled towards him, letting out a gasp when I noticed his limbs twisted within the car door. It was something you only saw in horror films, everything was red. Dark, dark red.

There was a sudden heat that made my body feel uncomfortable as I crawled closer to my husband. At this point the whole car was lit up orange as clouds of smoke swarmed around us.

I turned around and saw the flames devouring the back of the car, crawling closer to us.

"HARRY PLEASE WAKE UP!" I yelled as the car become brighter and brighter. "WAKE UP HARRY!"

I tried to scream again but a cloud of smoke invaded my lungs causing me to let out a hoarse cough as I clutched my chest. Tears were falling freely down my cheeks before I wiped them away and reached for Harry's seatbelt trying to unclip it.

But it wasn't working.

His entire side was practically crushed by the car, including his seatbelt, it made my stomach turn as I tried to hold back from retching.

I needed to get him out.

"Someone call 999!" I heard a faint yell from the outside of the car.

I could hear distant screams along with the explosive grunts the engine was making as I jumped back and pulled myself out of the passenger window, wincing when the shattered glass cut my skin leaving a trail of red behind. As I looked around for something, anything sharp, I almost didn't acknowledge the mass of people watching, my eyes caught sight of a drunken lorry driver whose stomach was protruding out his beer stained vest. His eyes were wide, probably now sober as he stared at our car with horror on his face. The front of his lorry caved in from where it hit our car.

"One of them is alive!" Someone yelled, bringing me back to what situation we were in.

I grabbed a piece of shattered glass in my palm before crawling back through the window, trying to see through the blinding cloud of thick, black smoke. My eyes were burning as I felt liquid run down my cheeks. Blood or tears, I wasn't sure which.

"He's gone back in! Someone get him out!" Another yell pierced the sky.

I crawled over to Harry's body and tried my hardest to use the shattered glass to cut his seatbelt. The burning fire was so close to us now but I still kept dragging the glass against the material begging that it would cut. I tightened my hold on the glass causing it to cut into my hand and blood ran down my palm. I yelled in frustration as I moved my arm faster.

"Come on, come on, come on, fucking work dammit!" I yelled before I let out a cry when the flames touched my arm causing pain to soar through my body.

I jumped back and released the glass shard and backed away as I watched in horror as the flames engulfed Harry's body, they caught on each part of his skin as they burned him alive.

"HARRY! NO PLEASE!"

I watched helplessly as the flames surrounded him, his body now being hidden by flashing colours of orange, red and yellow. I listened to the cracking of the flames and the grumbles from the engine.

"No, no, no." I whispered as I tried to reach for his hand only to be burned by a flame. "Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry." I repeated over and over hoping that magically he would be safe.

I wanted to reach past the scorching flames and hold his hand, tell him everything was going to be okay, even though it wasn't going to be.

I knew that.

By now the entire car was submerged in flames and it crept out the shattered windows and ran around the car. I was frozen, I couldn't move. I was frozen in time, not even the flames threatening to burn my skin could unfreeze me.

Suddenly a hand yanked me away from the fire, pulling me away from the car, away from Harry.

"LET ME GO!" I yelled as I struggled against the strong grip of the firefighter. "I NEED TO GET HIM OUT!" I let out a pained cry as they pulled me further away.

"Sir, you're safe now." I heard the voice of a paramedic who was also holding me back.

"NO! YOU HAVE TO SAVE HIM!" I screamed using all the strength I had to try and fight their grip.

They ignored my pleads and dragged my struggling body over to an ambulance. "Harry." I let out a broken sob as I watched the car continue to burn in front of me.

They placed an oxygen mask over my mouth before I finally let my body go limp. They got me into a stretcher before getting me in the ambulance, I managed to move my arm up to my chest where the necklace sat. I grabbed it in my bleeding palm and closed my eyes. "Harry, please." I whispered to no one. "Always, remember?"

"I love you." I whispered quieter this time as my vision started to fade. "Always."

~

I opened my eyes to hear a consistent, high-pitched beep. It took a few minutes for my vision to become clearer and notice I was in a hospital bed, there was many wires in my arm and I could feel things wrapped around my head.

"Mr Tomlinson you're awake." I heard a way too chirpy voice enter my room and looked to the source to see a doctor holding a clipboard.

"Where's Harry?" I asked immediately.

"Mr Tomlinson..."

"No." I cut him off as I struggled to sit up in the bed. "You saved him, right? You were able to save him and he's okay, right?"

The doctor pursed his lips together before slowly shaking his head. "I'm sorry Mr Tomlinson, but there was nothing we could do for your husband. They couldn't get him out the car."

"No, no, no, no." I repeated as I shook my head, tears falling down my cheeks. "You're lying. You have to be." I whispered as I looked up at him.

"I'm sorry."

"No, no, no no." I mumbled. "No! Harry! Please!" I started to scream, my throat and chest burning as more tears fell.

The doctor pressed a button on the wall before walking over to me and placing a gentle hand on my shoulder. "I TRIED TO SAVE HIM, THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO HELP HIM!" I yelled as my breathing picked up.

"Mr Tomlinson, you need to calm down, you've inhaled a lot of smoke and your lungs and throat-"

"I DONT CARE ABOUT ME! I CARE ABOUT HARRY!"

More people entered my room with different things in their hands, but one person caught my eye. "Mom." I breathed out as I saw her tear stained face.

"It's okay, honey." She rushed over to me and placed her hand gently on my arm.

"H-Harry..." I whispered brokenly as she nodded and more tears fell.

"I know, sweetheart. I'm so sorry." She whispered.

"I couldn't save him. I tried I did, I did-"

"I know you did, it's okay."

"But he's-" I brought my hand up to cover my mouth as I let out a sob. "Oh my god, I'm never going to s-see him again." It felt like a stab to my chest, the person I loved most was gone, I couldn't save him.

Why couldn't I save him?

~

I found out I had been unconscious for a few days and the doctors let me go home the day I woke up after my mum promised she would keep an eye on me. Harry's funeral was today too, I had to speak, I didn't want to but I did it for him.

I miss him.

I have nightmares every time I fall asleep, I'm back there again, watching him die all over again. Every time I close my eyes I see him slowly being engulfed by flames.

I haven't properly spoken to anyone since before the crash, I don't want to. They don't understand. I lost the one person I loved most. My person.

I felt like crying every time I see something of his, but I can't cry anymore. I don't know how I feel. I used to cry every day but now I can't, I'm just numb.

He's not here anymore.

He's not here with me anymore, I can't kiss him anymore, I can't hold him close when I sleep, I can't hear his voice anymore, I can't hear him say the words 'I love you', I can't see those beautiful green eyes again, I can't see him.

I paced aimlessly around the room, I didn't know what to do anymore, our house was too quiet, I don't like it.

It feels empty, cold, not my home.

Sometimes I think I can still hear him, right when I'm about to fall asleep I hear him whisper 'always', but it's not really him.

I put the hood of one of my sweatshirts over my head  before walking towards the front door, I didn't waste a second before walking out the house and in the direction of the graveyard. That was the only way I could still be near him.

I could feel the necklace he got me pressed against my chest, near my heart. It was the last thing I have of him.

The words 'always' felt like they burned every time they touched my chest, because it's not always, because he's no longer here.

I shoved my hands into my pockets and felt the breeze running past me making me shiver slightly as I kept walking.

I finally reached the graveyard and I pushed open the gate before walking inside. I walked past many gravestones before I got to Harry's, it was one of the newest ones here.

I slowly sat down on the patch of grass next to the gravestone with my husbands name on it. I stayed silent for a few minutes, not really knowing what to say.

I took a deep breath and looked at the burns on my hand, the ones I got from trying to cut his seatbelt, I had scars on my palm and multiple healing scars on my head.

"I'm sorry." I whispered after a few minutes. "I'm sorry I couldn't save you." I pulled the hood off my head before running a hand through my hair. "I tried but I couldn't save you, and I miss you. God Harry I miss you so much it hurts. It hurts so much, make it stop hurting."

The sky darkened a little as the clouds blocked the sun, I wiped the tears off my cheeks before placing my hands in my lap. "I think about you everyday. I don't think I will ever stop thinking about you. Harry, you're the love of my life and you always will be. No one could take your place. You were perfect, and I love you." I paused almost as if I was waiting for a reply, I never got one so I continued. "Always."

The wind brushed past me, making me shiver once more. "I sleep with your pillow because it still smells like you, I'm afraid that it will fade away soon, I don't want it too. That means you're fading too." I took a deep breath and started fiddling with the ring on my finger. "I remember the day we told our parents that we were engaged, god they were so excited." I chuckled a little at the memory. "Your mum almost started planning everything right then and there. And then the boys, Niall almost passed out. And Zayn and Liam, they were so happy for us."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and slowly laid back so my back was against the grass. "Maybe if I could have saved you then you wouldn't have left me, maybe you would still be where to whisper me goodnight before kissing my temple ever so gently. Maybe you would still be here to smother me with kisses. I miss running my hands through your hair, I miss being able to wrap my arms around your body, I miss being able to kiss you, I miss seeing your smile, I miss your dimples, I miss hearing you sing, just hearing your voice in general, I miss listening to you play an instrument, I miss listening to you ramble about random things, I miss your dorky jokes, I miss how much you told me you loved me, I miss you. I just miss you, H." A few more tears fell down my face. "Please come back to me, I need you. I can't stay here without you. Just come back home."

I knew it was impossible, but a guy can try, right?

I stayed there for another two hours just talking about anything before I stood up and started to walk back to the house.

It wasn't my home anymore. Harry wasn't there.

Once I got home I headed straight for the bedroom and laid down on the bed, not bothering to change my clothes before closing my eyes.

I tried to fall asleep but I couldn't, I could see him dying all over again. I sat up from the bed and walked over to my dresser when I noticed something on top, two pictures.

I held the picture tight in my hand as I sunk to the floor, more tears filling my eyes, a few spilling out and rolling down my cheeks.

I looked at the other picture as I rested by back against the wall.

My breathing started to pick up as I stared at the pictures in my hand, I knew I would never be able to do this with him again, all our memories were just that. Memories. We can't make new ones.

"Harry please, come back." I whispered as more tears fell down my cheeks and is started to sob. "Don't leave me here alone, please, don't leave me." I cried into my hands as I dropped the pictures as if they were burning me. "Harry, please!" I cried as memories flashed through my head as if someone had hit play on a video and showed it to me. "Make it stop!" I screamed, my voice was filled with so much pain and hurt that it only made me cry more. "Stop! Please! I can't do it! I need you Harry! I'm sorry. I should have saved you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I repeated through sobs. "Please come back, I'm sorry, don't leave me, please."

I continued to cry until I felt like my throat was going tight and my chest was heavy, I could hear his voice in my head, it played along with the memories.

"Lou!" He called with a big grin as it flashed in front of my eyes.

"Louis!" I shook my head trying to get rid of the memories, they hurt too much, I couldn't handle it.

"Louis!"

I opened my eyes gasping as I quickly sat up and whipped my head around, my chest was rising and falling quickly as I noticed I was in my bedroom but my eyes widened when I met a pair of worried green eyes.

Tears formed in my eyes when I saw Harry sat next to me, bare-chested and with a worried expression as he had a hand on my shoulder. "You're here." I whispered, scared that if I spoke any louder that he would disappear.

"Yeah I'm here, are you okay, love?" Harry asked as he moved a piece of my fringe off my forehead. "You were thrashing around and you were crying and repeating something." He said as I realised what happened.

I lunged forward and wrapped my arms around his body before burying my head into his neck. "Tell me you're real, please tell me your real and this isn't a dream."

"It's not a dream, Lou. I'm right here, I promise." He whispered back as I felt his arms wrap around me and he kissed my head. "What did you dream about?" He asked after a few minutes of silence.

"You died, we got into an accident and you died, I tried to save you but I couldn't. I was alone, you left me." I cried quietly into his neck.

"I'd never leave you, love. I'm right here, it wasn't real, it was horrible dream. I'm okay, we're okay." He whispered softly as he ran his hand through my hair.

"I love you." I said as I pulled away to look at him.

"I love you too." He said back before pecking my lips. "Always."

I smiled and he laid back down in our bed pulling me with him until I was laying on his chest. "Now let's go back to bed, yeah?"

I reluctantly nodded and Harry noticed. "It'll be okay, I'm right here and I'll be here when you wake up. It was a dream." He said softly as I let out a deep breath and nodded before resting my head against his bare chest.

He was right here with me. And he will be when I wake up.

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So.... I guess I should say sorry for this chapter. I wanted to do a sad one and this came to my head so... sorry.

Remember to eat and drink something today, I love you <33

You never leave my mind. Not even when I have a million things to think about -  Unknown

Dreams are as simple or as complicated as the dreamer - Brian Herbert