All My Life: A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter 22

Hello lovelies! To start off, this is probably the one and only time I ever write in Harry's POV! Okay that's all!

After I hung up with Maddie, I realized how lonely I was without her. To be honest, she is the only person I hang out with nowadays. I just love her so much, I can't believe it myself! She's my soulmate.

Wow, I'm cheesy.

So here I am, all alone in this flat. What to do.. What to do...

The phone rang, and I quickly answered it, grateful for some noise in the silent place.

"Hello?"

"Harry, it's Niall!"

"Hey Niall, what's up?"

"The derby game is on tonight, lets watch!"

"Well, ah I was kinda hoping for a quiet night watching movies-"

"Too late! Me and the lads are at your door!"

The doorbell sounded and I rolled my eyes. Typical Niall.

"Hold on," I said into the phone and hung up.

I swung the door open to be greeted by four grinning lads.

"Heyyyyy" chorused from each of them as they busted in, slapping a hand on my back or giving me a light punch.

"Harry," Louis called out.

"Yeah?" I yelled.

"What channel is the derby on?"

"Uhh twenty seven? I'm not sure."

I sighed, then strolled into the living room, grabbing a beer from where Niall had placed them on the coffee table.

"That's not it, this is the news." Louis complained.

I glanced over, but something caught my eye.

"DON'T CHANGE IT!" I belted and raced over to the TV.

"The plane crashed into the middle of the Atlantic. Not any known survivors, but only the front half of the plane has been checked."

Please, God, don't let it be Maddie's plane. If it isn't, I will change. I'll start going to church more, and giving to charity, and, and-

"The flight number was C5692, departing from London at 4:30 this afternoon."

I sank to the ground. It was Maddie's plane. I knew she shouldn't have gone.

Zayn's head appeared over me, yelling something I couldn't hear. My senses weren't working at this point.

"HARRY!" Someone finally broke into my head.

I weakly nodded.

"It's her plane, Harry?" Louis questioned.

Tears started pouring down my face. My heart was getting ripped out. I could feel it.

Four different pairs of arms enveloped me in a hug, but I broke away.

"NO!" I screamed.

"Harry," someone laid a hand on my shoulder.

"THIS ISN'T TRUE." I grabbed the lamp next to me and threw it at the TV, glass shattering everywhere.

"IT CAN'T BE, it can't be true."

My knees have out, and I fell to the floor, sobbing.

No, this is a dream. I'm about to wake up. I HAVE to wake up.

But I knew the truth. This wasn't a dream. And I wouldn't wake up. I fact, I wish I was asleep. Forever.

Woah, another sad chapter? I apologize... Haha.. Well I'm still on that plane writing like the last chapter... Sorry this is so short! Simple but effective, eh?

Not much to say...

I LOVE YOU GUYS

Sam