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perfectlysunny02 · 2 years ago

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Chapter Four

Word Count: 3k

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AN: Thank you again so much @0shewrites0 for all your help. I appreciate you so much Rae🫶🏼

Grief group, in Suresh’s honest opinion, was a complete fucking waste of time. Sitting around in a circle, saying your feelings didn’t seem to help anyone. It wasn’t like the feelings went away, but Suresh continued to sit through Grief Group. It was, after all, just simply better than sitting in his empty apartment, with only a bottle of liquor to keep him company.

If only this lady would shut up, though, she’d been going on and on about losing someone named Jason for the better half of the hour.

“And it’s like I feel him everywhere, I even feel him in this room.”

“Bullshit,” And as every head turned to look at him, and awkward silence filled the room, Suresh began to realize he didn’t say that quite in his head as he had hoped.

“Excuse me,” the poor woman said.

“No offense,” Suresh scoffed, waving his hand. “I’m sure you’re a nice woman or whatever, but I’m calling bullshit. You do not feel your husband, son, whoever the fuck Jason is in this room. And if you really, truly do, you need to be committed.”

The lady opened her mouth to speak again, but a snort from the left of Suresh cut her off.

“I’m sorry,” the guy said, covering it up with a cough. “I am so sorry.”

“Anyway,” The lead said, clearing her throat. “Lucas, since you seem like you’d like to add something to what Suresh just said, how about you go next?”

“Ah yes,” the guy-Lucas cleared his throat and continued matter-of-factly and almost bored. “Hi. I’m Lucas Koh, and I lost my mother a year ago.”

Lucas Koh. The name rings a couple of bells. And as Suresh studied him, he was semi-sure he had seen him before. Lucas caught his eye as he was staring and sent a half smirk his way. Now he was definitely sure he had, but where?

“And how are you coping with that Lucas?”

Lucas shrugged.

“Work I suppose. It was alcohol until a fan saw me passed out drunk on the street and my producer decided I should attend this group. It’s not like I’m sad, me and my mother were never very close,”

“A fan?” Suresh asked, his brow furrowing.

“Damn Suresh, I thought you of all people would recognize me,” Lucas said, stretching. “I was on Season 2 of Love Island. I was runner up with Blake.”

Season 2. That’s where he had seen him. Harlow had actually been routing for him and Dahila Jones, until Lucas had returned from Casa Amor with Blake Mitchell and Dahlia with Kassam Maleek. Suresh flinched, trying not to think about his own Casa Amor.

“And how is Blake doing these days?” The lead asked.

“I dunno,” Lucas let out a bitter laugh. “Apparently I work too much for her, she left me a month ago.”

“Not surprised,” Suresh said, before he could stop himself. “No offense or anything man, but Harlow never liked her. Said she was the type to leave when shit would get hard.”

“Well, she was right,” Lucas muttered. “How is Harlow by the way? You two won Season 4 right?”

“Ah, no. Season 5.” Suresh muttered, his heart twisting as he asked about Harlow. “And H-Harlow is actually the reason I’m here.”

“Oh shit, I am so sorry man, truly. From what I could tell from the telly, Harlow was pretty amazing.”

Suresh smiled a small smile, and nodded.

“Yeah, she was. She was pretty special.”

Suresh was unsure of how it happened, but that day after grief group, Lucas Koh had become his best friend. You rarely saw one without the other.

“It was the Jason remark,” Lucas had told him when he asked. “You weren’t the only one wanting her to shut the fuck up. Besides we’re both former islanders, we’ve got to stick together. Especially since the season you were on had the worst people.”

“I’m ashamed,” Suresh had said, quietly. “I’m ashamed of my season of Love Island. They weren’t the only ones who treated Harlow so bad, I did too. And I look back and cringe at the person I was.”

“She forgave you, you know. She wouldn’t have picked you, if she hadn’t. If it makes you feel any better, not one other islander from your season has spoken about her death and the internet is not only dragging them for it, but for what they did in the villa. Again.”

Suresh let out a laugh.

“That does make me feel better, thank you.”

Suresh was proud, ever since Lucas walked into his life, he hadn’t had one single drink.

He was actually a semi-working human, until one day that he and Lucas didn’t have plans.

In the quiet, and loneliness of his apartment, the grief set in again. His thoughts overwhelming him, he broke out his bottle of gin and settled into the couch. It was going to be a long night. Or at least it was until the ring of his phone brought Suresh out of whatever stupor he was in.

“Hello,” He muttered, rubbing his forehead.

“Hey mate,” Lucas laughed. “Turns out I’m free tonight. Do you want to hang or something?”

“Uh, no,” Suresh mumbled, slightly slurring his words. “I’m a littleeee busy at the moment. S-sorry mate.”

There was a moment of silence, before Lucas began speaking again, more serious than Suresh had ever heard him.

“Suresh, are you drunk?”

“No,” Suresh laughed, bitterly. “At least not yet anyway.”

“Okay, well hold on, I’m on my way.”

Suresh went to tell him there was no need to come over but the end signal told him that he was far too late for that.

Lucas had to have run a red light or two by the way he arrived at Suresh’s quickly.

“Hey mate,” Suresh said leaning on the door as he opened it. “You didn’t have to come over. Although I’m glad to know how much you long to be around me.”

“Whatever Suresh,” Lucas muttered, pushing himself into the apartment. “Where the alcohol?”

Suresh, assuming that Lucas wanted a drink too, motioned towards his room.

“Have as much as you need mate, we’re all alcoholics here after all.” He laughed.

“That’s not funny, Suresh.” Lucas snapped as he walked into the room. Honestly his tone should’ve been enough to clue Suresh in on what’s going on, but it wasn’t until he heard the sink running that it clicked for him.

“What are you doing?” Suresh yelled, trying to push his way into the bathroom.

“Mate stay there, this is for your own good.”

“My own good? You don’t know shit about my own good.” The door finally gave way, only for Suresh to realize Lucas had already dumped it all out.

“No,” He whispered, close to tears, pushing at Lucas’s chest weakly. “No, what have you done? What have you done?!”

“What should’ve been done already,” Lucas stood there calmly taking the hits. “I’ve been here before Suresh, okay? I’ve been here before. She’s not at the bottom of these bottles, you’re not going to find her, okay? And I am so so sorry.”

Suresh practically collapses in Lucas’s arms, and Lucas gently lowers him to the ground, placing his head on his lap, lightly shushing him as he cries.

Suresh wasn’t sure how long he laid there, how long it took him to run out of tears, but even when it seemed to be over, he didn’t want to move. Lucas seemed in no hurry ti move either, letting Suresh take his time, and he gently rubbed his side.

“I can’t sleep without it,” Suresh mumbled breaking the silence.

“What?” Lucas asked, slightly blinking, confused.

“I can’t sleep without it, I can’t sleep sober. I-I keep waiting for her to come back. I can’t sleep until she’s safe inside our apartment. It’s too empty here without her.”

“Do you want me to stay with you a few days?” Lucas muttered. “Because I will, you don’t have to go through this alone.”

“Why-why do you care?” Suresh hiccuped. “You’ve only known me a short while. Marisol was here last month and knew I was drinking and didn’t stop it.”

Lucas’s jaw hardened and he took a deep breath.

“A real fucking friend would’ve taken it away.” He said, hints of anger in his voice. “And like I said, I’ve been here before. It’s nothing but a whole lot of pain. So if it’s because it’s simply too empty here, I will stay here. I meant it when you don’t have to stay alone.”

As Suresh glanced up at Lucas, he allowed himself to smile the tiniest of a smiles. Maybe there was a light at this dark tunnel.

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cyarsk52-20 · 9 months ago

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perfectlysunny02 · 2 years ago

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Chapter Three

Word count: 1,035

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AN: I just wanted to thank @0shewrites0 and @whatisreggieshortfor for always letting me come to you for advice, for allowing me to bounce ideas off of you, and for all your help. I appreciate you more than anything❤️

“Suresh, get up,” A voice filtered through his consciousness as he came to with a groan. “Suresh, I’m not playing with you, get up.”

“No,” He mumbled, burrowing his face deeper into the pillow.

“Duhpana, you smell like a liquor store. Get up and go shower, you need to go to the grocery store.”

“Marisol,” He snapped, finally lifting his head. “What the hell are you even doing here? I’m on leave. There’s no need for you to be here.”

“I’m worried about you, okay?” Marisol’s normally stoic eyes held some much concern that it made his heart crack. “I know that you and Harlow had this great epic love story, I know that I can’t even begin to understand how much you’re actually hurting right now. Okay, I get that. But what I do know is, you need a shower, and I need to take you to the grocery store because there is absolutely nothing but liquor in this house right now. So get your ass up, get in the shower, and let’s go. Please.”

Suresh swallowed and nodded, slowly sitting up. Marisol didn’t brag so Suresh knew she had to be worried, so against his will, he got up and entered the shower. He supposed he could be human today.

He could already tell this was a mistake. There were absolutely too many people in here, his head hurt, and he was close to tears. He could’ve sworn he had heard Harlow at least three times by now. He was reaching close to his breaking point as he turned to tell Marisol that he was done; and ready to go home.

“Suresh?” A cheery voice called out to him.

Fuck he thought turning towards the sound of the voice. There was no way he was getting out of here soon.

It was Aliah, Harlow’s favorite cashier.

“Aliah,” He said, forcing himself to give her a small smile. “How are you?”

“I’m doing absolutely fabulous,” She laughed. “How are you? Where’s that sweet girl of yours?”

Suresh sucked in a breath almost as if she had socked him in the gut.

“Suresh?” She asked, reaching out to touch his arm, concern written all over her face. “Are you alright?”

“Harlow died.” He blurted out, the words physically hurting him. “She died a week ago.”

“Oh my god, babe, I am so so sorry,” Suresh could hear the tears in her voice and he couldn’t make himself look at her. “I am so sorry. She was something special.”

Suresh laughed, a laugh that was more sob than anything, and quickly wiped his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah she was.”

“If you need anything babe, let me know.”

“I will,” He told her. “See you around Aliah.”

Suresh didn’t remember most of the store trip after that. Most of his days and moments were like this. All passing in a blur if he was being honest. Marisol dropped him off and he left all the grocery’s in the bags on the floor, it didn’t matter anyway. It was too much food for one person.

He grabbed the bottle and sank down into his couch, put on some random show and he had no plans on moving anytime soon. He wasn’t even sure he could. He couldn’t tell you how long he sat there, or even what the show was about, only coming out of his fog when his producer called.

“Hello.” He drunkenly mumbled.

“Suresh, are you drunk?” Allegra gasped.

“Does it matter?” He snapped. “What the fuck do you want Allegra?”

“I need you to make a statement about Harlow.”

“You’re shit out of luck then, because I don’t want to make a statement.”

“Suresh, you have too. The whole internet is blowing up, we’re getting call after call. It’s getting wild.”

“No, Allegra. I fucking said no. I don’t care. If I make this statement, it makes it real, and I’m not ready.”

“Suresh, listen to me. I understand that you must be hurting…”

“You don’t understand shit.”

“Look okay, you’re right I don’t, but if you do not make this statement, soon they’re going to began to harass you, fans, paparazzi, the likes. Do you want that?”

“I’m sorry. I’m just not ready. Goodbye Allegra.”

Suresh hung up. He wasn’t ready. They would just have to deal with it.

But the more he sat there, the more he thought about it, the more he realized he wouldn’t be able to handle the fan comments asking about her, he wouldn’t be able to leave and everyone harassing him to get details, so with a broken sob, he pulled out his phone, and opened instagram. He couldn’t tell you the picture he chose of her and him, just that her beautiful smile hurt his heart, and with shaky hands, he began to write��

My sweet, beautiful, wonderful Harlow, I am falling apart. It feels like I can barely breath, and somehow this broken heart of mine is still beating. I didn’t want to make this statement, I didn’t want to confirm this was real. I miss you so much, sweetheart, you can’t even began to know how much. You’re my best friend, my other half, my saving grace, and now my guardian angel. What I wouldn’t give for this to be a bad dream, for you to come back to me. I miss you. I miss your sarcastic, witty remarks, your beautiful laugh, your awful dad jokes. I’m not sure how I can keep going without you. I love you so much darling, rest easy, my love. I’ll look for you in my dreams.

Love forever yours

Resh

Holding his breath, he pressed publish and it wasn’t long before comments started flooding in, he quickly closed out of the app, and in his grief, his anger at being in this situation, he threw his phone, shattering it on impact, he grabbed the bottle beside him and it was like the grief in his chest was a monster rearing his ugly head, causing him to destroy everything in his apartment, even the grocery’s that Marisol just bought.

And a few moments later, amidst all the broken things, Suresh dropped to his knees, sobbing, feeling the last piece of his heart shatter.

#litg fanfic #litg #litg ex in the villa #litg s5 #ao3 fanfic #tw grief #suresh x harlow #litg suresh #litg suresh x mc #tw death

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perfectlysunny02 · 2 years ago

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I miss you more than life chapter five?

no.

i’m sorry anon i really am, but i just got over covid, and that story takes so much out of me. i have no idea when i’ll have it up or anything. i’m really sorry.

#litg fanfic #litg #litg ex in the villa #litg s5 #ao3 fanfic #sunny’s asks #litg suresh x mc #suresh x harlow

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perfectlysunny02 · 2 years ago

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Are you going to put up Chapter Four of I miss you more than life soon

ahhhh, probably not. the story takes a lot of out of me, and life has been pretty hard lately. i’m hoping i’ll have it up within two weeks but i make no promises. i’m so sorry🫶🏼

#litg fanfic #i miss you more than life #suresh x harlow #sunny’s asks #sunny’s fics

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perfectlysunny02 · 2 years ago

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Chapter Two

Word Count: 1,831

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Suresh was unsure of how he got here, how he got back to their apartment. His apartment he corrected himself bitterly. Not that it mattered, it wasn’t home anymore, no matter what he called it, not without Harlow.

He wasn’t sure who helped him to a chair, Finn or Dana probably, but he welcomed it. He felt so raw, like an open and bleeding wound, and he wasn’t sure he could keep standing. Someone placed a glass of ice water next to him, and he watched as the ice moved around and settled, as the conversation around him turned into a faint drone.

His eyes gently traced the condensation on the glass and watched as it collected into a water drop, falling gently against the side of the glass before collecting at the bottom. He was unsure of how long he sat there, watching the ice melt, but it only felt like seconds. And as he watched, a chilling thought entered his mind.

“Do you think she’s cold?” Suresh spoke up, his voice hoarse, his eyes turning to look at Finn.

“Suresh, mate-“ Finn began, the quiet conversation ceasing around them. But Suresh continues as if he hadn’t heard him.

“I had them give her a blanket, I was worried she would get cold.”

Finn looked at their other friends almost helplessly, no one saying anything until Dana takes a seat on the arm of the chair, before gently squeezing his bicep.

“No babe,” she muttered. “I don’t think she’s cold. She’s Harlow. She’s never cold.”

Suresh nodded as his eyes settled back onto the glass, he just wished everyone would leave. Leave him alone, and just stopped pretending they cared about Harlow.

Harlow was everything good and kind in the world and they treated her like she was nothing, and Suresh could never forgive them for it. And for the love of God, he just wanted them the fuck out of their- his- apartment.

“Get out,” he muttered.

“Babe what-“

“I said get out,” He raised his voice. “Get the hell out. All of you. Now.”

“Suresh-“

“No. Get the fuck out!” He snarled, standing up, knocking the glass off the table. “Standing around like you’re grieving, like you care.” Here his voice broke but he kept pushing on. They needed to hear what he had to say. “It’s a load of bullshit. You all treated her like shit in the Villa. Like she was scum, less than you. You don’t get to be here, in her home, acting like you cared about her. Get the fuck out! Now! I never want to see any of you again. You’re no longer welcome.”

“Mate-“

Suresh picked up the nearest glass and threw it, shattering it against the wall.

“I’m not your mate and I don’t know why I have to repeat myself, get out. Now,”

He watched as they filed from his home, only Dana and Eddie glancing back at him, and he slammed the door behind them, the sound echoing in his suddenly too empty apartment.

He reached for the bottle of gin they had left in their haste to leave, to get away from him, and hesitated for a slight moment. He had been sober for a year, ever since Harlow had left him before Love Island, and he had no intentions of ever touching it again. But now Harlow was gone, so all bets were off. His mind made up, he didn’t even bother with a glass, popping the cork and just taking a swig from the bottle. The warmth that followed eased the cold, aching emptiness inside of him.

He gripped the bottle tighter and made his way to their bedroom. He could deal with the broken glass and the mess tomorrow. It didn’t matter right now. Nothing did.

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perfectlysunny02 · 2 years ago

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Hellow. I just read your Suresh x Harlow one shot, I miss you more than life, Are you going to add on to it?

i have no idea yet tbh :/ i’ve thought about it, but i’ll probably just leave it as a one shot

#sunny’s asks #suresh x harlow #litg fanfic #litg ex in the villa #litg s5 #litg suresh x mc #one shot #maybe add a few chapters later on?

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cyarsk52-20 · 9 months ago

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