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ALWAYS

Prologue

"Enola, please. Just let me bring him. Everyone else is going to come. This is not fair!" I shouted at her as she walked out the smaller bedroom. She glared at me then walked past me down the stairs. "Enola, don't ignore me. It's been almost five years. It's not like its been two weeks and I'm asking you to see him. Five years. He's been dying for five years. I can't stand to see him like this anymore." I whispered harshly following her down to her living room. She started to clean up the mess we had made, still ignoring my pleas. I turned to Louis with begging eyes. I wanted him to help me win her over on my idea.
"E. Niall is right. Five years has gone by. He's not the man he used to be. I think he needs to see you. A lot has happened for both of you since that night. Maybe you guys could make it work this time." Louis stated with a shrug. I glared at him, as did Enola, when he mentioned them being together again. "E. He still loves you. I don't think he will ever let go because he knows what the two of you had was real."
"Louis, I cannot do that again. It was turbulent and completely insane the way we were. I love him. I will always love him. But I cannot do this. He can't come around. Not now." Louis stood with a mean glint in his eye. Slowly, he walked over to Enola. She seemed a little afraid of what was going to happen.
Louis leaned in and spoke lowly to her, "If you deny him this, you never loved him." Enola's face drained of color and she looked ready to cry.
She nodded slowly, "Alright. Bring him along. But don't tell him anything." Enola looked between Louis and I, fearful, "He can't know about any of it."
"You better be ready to tell him the truth of it all. I can't watch him beat himself up one more day. Trying to think of all the ways he could've made you stay with him. All the things he could've said or done differently. I won't. He needs you now like he needed you then." Louis' voice was harsh but loving with her. They really did bond over the years. She and I had as well but nothing like her and Louis. Enola looked up at me, like she was pleading to be saved.
"I'm with Louis. He needs to know everything. Maybe not all at once but he needs to know." I smiled at her weakly. Enola nodded sadly and went back to cleaning up the massive mess left in her living room. "Enola." I whispered softly. She looked up at me with tear filled eyes. "He loves you."
"No. He loves the memory of me." She murmured, her voice breaking with tears.
I shook my head, "No. He loves you still. He'll love you even more when he knows all that you've done and all that you've become." Enola stared at me with sorrow filled eyes. "And I know that you still love him."
Enola looked away from me quickly, "I have to get things ready for my mom and dad." It was her way of telling us to leave because she'd heard enough. Louis and I nodded. We both knew that she had never properly grieved for her time with Harry. Not the way he did. We knew that it was best to leave her alone. Let her ponder the way she would go about things with his still broken soul.
What was the worst that could happen between them? They could fall in love all over again. They could pick up where they left off? But I think what scared her the most was the thought that he did not love her anymore. She survived all this time on the thought that he would always love her and she him.

Notes

I abandoned the banner for now. I thought you guys would like this little bit before I focused on that.

Peace&Love

Comments

@#104926
I’m so glad you do!

I love this

En2019 En2019
5/23/19

@Kammy.
I do. Very much so. Lol. ❤️

@morrison_hotel

You love me <3

Hell yes to a new story about Harry and Enola.