When the day came, my heart was beating so fast I was scared it was going to come out of my chest. The boys tried to sooth me but I just couldn't help but panic.

Everyone was in Harry's house and dressed in black, presents and cards for the family and flowers to throw onto John's grave. To be honest, I really didn't want to go; it was too tragic. Louis held my hand as we left the house and led me to the car that was parked outside. I turned and watched Harry lock up and follow us to the car.

Everyone looked okay except me. I told myself not to cry because I'd end up looking a mess and it would start everyone else off.

Half an hour later...

When we arrived, the amount of people there was ridiculous. Close friends of John's and his family members; people I'd barely seen before and people John didn't even mention were there all lined up in black and white. John's coffin was there and I squealed a bit; worried about literally anything that might go wrong. After Niall parked the car and I got closer to the crowd of people I could hear whispers and people turned to look at me. Some looked at me like I'd caused this but I denied the fact that was the real reason.

It was actually quite a nice day which was ironic. The sun was shining and it was cloudless, just like the time when I'd first met John and when I spoke to him. I flinched in the sunlight and headed over by the tree so I could stay covered from the rays but it still sneaked upon me even when I moved.

As the funeral preceded and the vicar said the things about John being a great man and a talented musician, people started to break down and cry and I tried so hard not to but I just couldn't do it.

Louis patted my back and Jordan rubbed my hand to comfort me but it didn't work. I was one of the last people to give my flowers to John and I stayed there for quite a while. I didn't throw them in until I'd finished my speech. I said it quiet enough so no-one could hear it except a few people standing close to me and even then they could only catch a few words.

I held the flowers in my hand and starting talking to the shiny oak coffin that was sitting just a couple of feet below me.

'John, I know you're gone and it wasn't the best way to die to be honest. But you were one of the nicest people I've ever known and when I first met you I knew you were something special. You've helped me through so much like when I had the problems with Jack and you've always been there through everything. I loved you so much and I still love you now. I will never ever stop loving you John and I hope you can hear me when I say all this. Please, just to let me know you're not just a dead body now, give me a sign so I know I can carry on with my life knowing you're there watching over me.

'You were such a great person and so talented; the band will never be the same again without you but I'm sure they'll carry on so they can remember you. You'll never be forgotten, John because you were the person that stood out for people. I love you so much and I always will no matter what. But just remember to give me a sign when I leave, just so I know you're going to be there with me and that you approve of everything I've done. Goodbye, John. I love you.'

I kissed the roses and a tear slipped down my cheek as I dropped them on top of the pile of the flowers that were already growing. I knew they'd wither away but it helped to think that they would blossom on his grave.

I pulled myself away from the grave and backed into Louis' arms and he wrapped them around my waist, kissing my forehead.

'It's gonna be okay. He's watching over you.' Louis promised. Then he added something else on the end, 'I love you.'

I loved hearing it from him. I buried my face in him and cried for nearly the rest of the day.

The Wake was okay, I suppose. It was more positive and I'd finally stopped crying, talking to relatives about John. Talking about it made me feel better and when we left, I felt slightly happier than when I'd woken up this morning.

Back at Harry's

When we arrived, Jordan looked weird. Well, she looked like she was more bouncing with excitement.

'Guys, we have something to tell you. You may wanna sit down.' She said, jumping slightly.

We?

She grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him over so they were facing us as we all sat on the sofa. Harry beamed with delight and he winked at Louis who raised his eyebrows in confusion.

'Spit it out, guys!' Jess and Liam both said in unison, sitting on the edge of their seats.

Jordan pulled something out of her pocket and at the first glimpse I gasped...

Scans. Oh my god.

'I'm fucking pregnant!' she yelled, jumping up and down. Harry could do nothing but smile and laugh as they kissed.

Awwwh, baby Harry's and baby Jordan's running around the house. Cute!

'Congratulations, twin! Oh my god!' I yelled, hugging her tightly.

'Chloe, can I ask you something?' Jordan said when we'd separated.

'Sure, shoot it.'

'Will you be the god mother?'

I was completely stunned. 'Of course I will! Oh I'm so happy for you guys!'

Me and Jordan ran outside for no reason whatsoever and started raving on the front lawn to the music Zayn had put on inside. When we both sat down in exhaustion, the wind rushed through my hair. I looked at Jordan but her hair didn't look like it was affected. I raised my eyebrows at the fact there was only wind around me.

Then it rushed through my hair again.

'John?' I asked the wind. (Stupid, I know)

There it was again.

'Huh? What did you say, Chloe?' Jordan asked.

I smiled at myself and shook my head, 'oh nothing, don't worry.'

There was the sign and here is the ending.