Harrys POV
He's in my nightmares.
He's just an illusion.
He's not really there.
He's in my head.
He's gone, gone, gone.
And he's not coming back.
But I see him every day.
I see him in the kitchen, at the corner of my mind, eating and laughing.
I see him in the car, joking along with the rest of us.
I see him in the accident.
Always the accident.
I should be over it by now.
The others are.
But they weren't there.
They didn't see him.
They ddin't see him die.
They didn't watch as Niall was killed.
Niall...