But I'm a Ghost! (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 4: First Small Talk

Harry's POV

I woke up the next day hoping this living nightmare would end.

I went in the shower, and tried to think of a plan to let me out of this house.

After last night, she did what she said, she had locked me in.

I got dressed and headed downstairs, and she was there. I ignored her. I was really mad at her for what she did. She kept following me and I still ignored her. Like she wasn't there.

I HAVE HAD ENOUGH. I needed to get out, the boys are probably worried sick about me.

"You need to let me out." I said as I turned to face her.

"No." She replied.

"You have no choice!"

"Oh really? What are you going to do? Call the cops? Ha good luck with telling them that a ghost locked you in the house!"

"I'm warning you Sammi."

"NO MEANS NO! I HAVE TOLD YOU THAT YOU WILL BE UNLOCKED AND RELEASED WHEN YOU REALIZE THAT I'M DIFFERENT!"

"SAMMI, I AM A SINGER! I HAVE FANS! I HAVE AN ALBUM TO RELEASE! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED MY BAND MATES WILL BE! DO YOU REALIZE HOW MANY RUMORS ARE SPREADING AROUND RIGHT NOW?! YOU HAVE YO LET ME OUT! I WILL NEVER REALIZE HOW NICE YOU ARE! YOU HAVE LOCKED ME IN! THAT IS NOT NICE! I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU OR KEEP YOU COMPANY SAMANTHA!" I said letting everything inside of me out.

She didn't reply, instead she stared at me with sad eyes and hurried somewhere else.

I heard sobs and flickering lights, which (I guess) meant she was crying.

Great.

Pissing off spirits was not my thing.

I sighed and after long thinking I decided to make things right, maybe if I was nice to her, she will let me out. It was the best thing to do. The faster and better I do it, the more of a chance I have to be set free.

I searched for her until I found her in the kitchen crying. Her screaching sobbing cries scratched my ears.

"Samantha.. I-I am sorry. I didn't mean what I said I was just mad. I apologize." I said as I sat on the chair next to hers.

She looked at me, there were no tears but only sad eyes. "You really did hut me, Harry" She confessed.

"i know. I am sorry. I was thinking, and I would like to take my time ot get to know you since you are different." I said as i put on the best smile I could.

A smile appeared on her face as she got up. "I would love to." She said.

She went to the fridge and took out some bacon, then she took out a pan and oil from the cabnits and began frying bacon.

"Wh-what are you doing?" I said laughing.

"Making bacon. I heard you liked it, and since we are about to have our first nice conversation I thought it would be nice to do it while eating something you like." She replied.

She took a plate and placed the bacons on them after taking them out of the pan, and placed them infront of me.

"Aren't you gonna eat?" I asked her.

"No, silly. I am a ghost!" She said as she giggled.

-"So tell me about yourself Sammi"

-"As you know I am a ghost, and had been for 113 years. Quiet a lot I know I know.

You see I have been trying to find out the reason I died, but I can't. I need help. And the only thing that can help me is a living human. I have been trying to reach one for ages, but every time I try, they get scared and move out, I don't blame them."

-"Wait, you don't know the reason you died?"

-"No, when I first woke up as a ghost, my mind had gone blank, like I was just born again. I had no idea what was my name, my age, where I am from, or anything. But every time someone in the house would mention something that might be related to me, I would get a flashback."

She told me everything she knows about herself, which wasn't much. She only knew her name, her birthday, how she looked, and some of her interests. She explained to me how she got lonely, and no one kept her company. She told me how she can go invisible, and how desperately she needed my help to find out who she is.

She was an interesting person, I mean ghost.

I agreed to help her, under one condition she would let me out, but she said she can't trust me until she gets to know me well, which will take 2 days.

2 days off work won't hurt. Would they?

I told her about myself, personal life, and career life.

After then we talked about almost everything and anything.

Until we heard a knock on the door.

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