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Nialls POV

I catch a glimpse of the clock, it reads 6:15 pm. Less than three hours till I'm separated from Harry for good. He's such a compassionate person, always looking out for Nick and I. God, all this is so messed up.

Harry drops me off at home in silence, only saying. "I'll pick you up in an hour, I wanna have a little going away party." He halfheartedly smiles and I can tell it's fake. I nod and go inside.

My parents are gone at their work, assembly line duties. With shaky hands I write out my note to them, my loving parents.

Dear mom and dad,
I have been drafted to the army as a battle field nurse, I couldn't really tell you guys because I just found out, and I need to leave now. I'm so sorry.

I hold back the urge to rip this to pieces and hide, to over dose on my meds, to destroy everything in a fit of pure rage. I collect my self and get back to writing. I love you guys both so much. Thank you for being such a loving family, you're everything I could've asked for. See you in heaven some day.
Your son,
Niall.

A tear slips past my eyelids, falling onto the paper. I seal up the note and gently place it on the dinner table, i cant waste time by crying. I need to get ready.

I slowly walk to my room, taking my back pack and shoving clothes in there....one personal possession aye? I scan my room, and when my eyes fall upon it a smile spreads it's way across my face. It's a picture of my family, with Harry and Nick in it of course. I snatch the paper and hold it to my chest. Why can't things just go back to being normal? This is probably the last time I'll ever see all of them look happy. I relish the picture, and cautiously put it down in my pocket of the bag.

Tap tap tap, the sound of light knocking fills my ears. I gracefully slide to the door, only to be met by none other than Harry Styles himself. He smiles sadly at me, I miss his old smile. They've taken his smile away, not long before they take his life.

"Ready?" He asks, hoisting up my bags. He throws them in the back seat.

"Honestly, no." I speak the truth. I'll never be ready, sucks for me doesn't it?

I hop in the passenger seat, and we once again sit it silence. We arrive at the town hall at 7:10, and Harry tells me to meet Nick at our usual spot. I obey his orders, and March to our table. Nick turns around when he hears my voice, greeting him.

"Sup, man? I'm actually kinda scared now." Nick admitted, playing with the Seam of his jumper.

"Welcome to my world bud." I slap his back, and he playfully shoved me back.

"Okay so guys." Harry finally reached us, multiple bags in one hand, his muscles popping.

"What took you you so long? My grandma could go faster than that....and she's dead." Nick cracks a stupid smile that Harry can't help but return. You can always count on Nick to lighten up the mood.

"I just want you guys to know, that if I die out there...I want you guys to move on and be happy. I love you guys to pieces and it hurts seeing you guys so down about this. Let's make it fun? alright? And guys, don't ever give up. Don't you dare stop fighting, we're gonna make it out, and it'll all be fine." Harry lies straight through his teeth, but it's not fine Harry. Not at all.

He gathers all of us in another hug, kissing our foreheads and mumbling some words in between. We sit in silence for the rest of the time, relishing each others company.

"Let's have all soldiers make your way to cart one please, cart one." and with that, and a final kiss, Harry leaves.

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