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Okay this my first fanfic. Tell me what you think. So .-. bye.

Today it rained harder than ever. My eyes stung with tears, my umbrella catching all the rain. I watched others as they added on to the flowers and the words that were spoken to him. After it was over, they hugged me one after another. They're hugs were warm not as warm as his though. It was a long, long drive home. When I opened the door to my flat, I realized how it smelled of him. How his glasses case was laid on the nightstand. I couldn't hold my tears back.

I laid on my bed as I realized how much of a mistake it was. The smell of his vintage jacket was stuck in my head. I laid there crying, I wanted to have tea or at least some scones , but that only made me think to the times the blonde would tell me my scones were stones and proceed to eat most of them. How his eyes reminded me of a jewel, that sparkled.

Bloody hell, why was I so attached. Even in his last breath he was able to shine that oh so godly smile. I loved him, no I was in love with him. He was the reason of my headache, the reason for my heart pounding, and the reason why I am crying now. Laid in my bed sniffling the sweet smell of him, and crying. My vision blurred away as I started to sleep.

In the morning, I woke as I felt the dried tracks of tears on my face. The window spilled sunlight through the cracks of the blinds. I walked into the bathroom, and realized I looked horrid. My messy hair was even messier. My eyes had bags in them. I was-. Broken. He'd manage to do it again. He broke me. I closed my eyes trying to resist the tears about to stream from my eyes. I opened them again, and saw Alfred in the window as I walked out.

I froze in place as I realized. I ran back in with my hopes dropping as I saw nothing. I looked towards my sink as I saw his tags. I cried, as my knees got weak. I held on the counter as I picked the tags up. I put the tags on as I felt the cold metal on my chest I realized how real it was. Warmness surrounded me like a hug. As I looked back in the mirror I saw Alfred holding me. Mouthing the words 'I love you, eyebrows' as he faded away leaving the tags. "I love you too, poppet." I whispered as kept my grip on the tags.