𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

He's gone • Conor

Hey- i didn't want to put this in you POV as it's quite emotional so yassss , enjoy!
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Hermione's POV
Alone, I was so alone. No Conor. No Jack. And no Libby. Alone I was.
I let my phone drop from my grip and bounce onto the carpet. I then released a deafening moan. I was broken. A piece of me was gone, forever. My weak knees collapsed causing me to fall onto the ground and curl up into a ball at the end of the bed. Why? Why now? Tears after tears after tears fell from my eyes, drowning my face and clothes. Help.

Conor's POV
I was so excited, my album was nearly finished. Four hard years worth of work was nearly complete, and I could share it with my fans. I bounced up the stairs of the flat blocks until I got to mine, Hermione, Libby and Jacks flat door. But something didn't feel right. I knew Jack and Libby had gone out today and only Hermione was left at home. My hand brushed against the door nob and a wave of dread and confusion passed over me, causing me to shiver.

"Wtf" I mumbled to myself.

I shrugged off the strange feelings and slowly unlocked the door and stepped in.

"Heyyyy baby!" I shouted into the flat. Expecting my bubbly girl to come and bombard me with kisses like she usually did. But only the noise of the dishwasher and the TV replied.

"Baby doll...where are you?" I said putting my backpack onto the floor and placing my keys on the table.
I walked over to our bedroom door - it was shut. I could hear the muffled noise of sobbing and crying coming from inside.
I hesitated before opening the door. Hermione was sat curled up in a ball on the floor, crying her eyes out.

"Baby...what's wrong" I said sounding confused.

She mumbled something into her knees that was inaudible.
I quickly sat down beside her and moved her onto my lap, with her face buried into my chest.

"What did you say princess?" I questioned her, whilst stroking her hair.

"He's gone" she quickly said into my chest.

"Who is?"

"Dad"

"What do you mean gorgeous?" I asked, confused on what she meant by 'gone'.

"He's passed away..he's gone" she cried into my chest.

I stared at the mirror in front of me, and all my feelings of happiness and hope disappeared. I squeezed her tighter in my arms and I felt myself getting emotional. Me and Hermione's Dad got along very well, he was like a second dad to me. But most importantly he had given me permission to propose to his only daughter. She was the only thing left that he had. Hermione's mum had ran off with another man just after she was born.

Hermione suddenly pulled away from my chest and looked at me.

"Now...I've only...got...you" she said between sobs, a small smile forming on gorgeous her face.
I wiped a few tears away from underneath her eyes.

"You'll have me forever and ever and ever baby" I smiled at her with my hands around her waist.

"And one day...yeah..we'll have...little Conor's and...Hermione's running...around." She said smiling at me, still sobbing.

"Yes lots of gorgeous little girls that look like you" I said kissing her nose gently.
She smiled at me, and kissed my lips softly.

"I will love you always and always"

"I..will love...you...always and...always"