*Harry's POV*
I saw Misty just standing there.
"It's Misty, she can't come any closer."I said waving at her."She's our breather, do you want to meet her?"I directed the question towards Eleanor. She seemed reluctant to meet her.
"She's a nice girl she really is."Louis said squeezing her shoulder in reassurance."She doesn't judge based on what we died from, she judges by what we do now."She still seemed to hesitate.
"Come on lass, she even likes Zayn and he's got the people skills of a gnat."Niall said Zayn punched him in the arm.
"He's right your people skills suck Zayn."Louis said receiving a punch in the arm as well."Hey, I'm a sick man remember?"
"You're dead dimwit."He laughed at that.
"What, you're sick? With what, cancer?"Eleanor asked sounding concerned. He shrugged her off.
"No, it's a long story babe, I'll tell you later."He placed his arms around her and led her towards Misty still standing on the bridge.
"Hey Mist, meet Eleanor!"I yelled."She's the second victim!"She nodded discreetly pretending she was just standing there. We formed a circle around her.
"So, he's a serial killer."She said crossing her arms and looking El up and down."Do ghosts have soulmates, because you two are pretty comfy for knowing each other a day, maybe."I watched them shift uneasily.
"Harry, if anyone would know it's you."Louis said and everyone turned their attention towards me.
"I've heard of them before yes, but I never told you. It isn't a guaranteed thing. Your soulmate may never take ghost form at all; I didn't want to give you false hope."I said a heavy feeling settling in my heart as this love talk brought up Rachel. Rachel brought up how much Misty looked like her and how much I was falling for her. I didn't want to think about it because Misty was the forbidden fruit of Eden. Though I wanted her, I couldn't have her. I could never have her.
"OK, what do you want me to do about it since I know, being the only alive one of the bunch of you, you want me to do something."Misty said breaking my train of thought.
"Help us help the police catch this guy."Zayn said."I couldn't stand the thought of another girl being hurt by this terrible man."
"How do you suggest I do that Zayn without making myself look like an accessory to murder?"He shrugged."Look, I really want to help you, but I can't. If I try I'm going to end up looking guilty."Eleanor looked at the ground.
"I could help you, I saw his face."She said."If you go to the police and say that you saw a strange man driving in his car towards here late at night then I can give you what he looks like."I looked hopefully towards Misty and she sighed.
"It wouldn't be the first time I've conveyed a ghost's message. I'll do it."She said and everyone cheered.
"Let's go right now!"Eleanor said. She was visibly excited about the matter as they raced off together to tell the police everything.
*Misty's POV*
"Hello, I'm Misty Banks and I saw the man you're looking for."I said."I live at the Styles place on the hill."I pointed in the general direction of the house."He drove down my street and I heard noises coming from his trunk. It sounded like banging but I thought I was hearing things. I feel awful I could've saved her life."I teared up and the officer rubbed my shoulder.
"Don't be too hard on yourself, tell us what you saw."I repeated exactly what Eleanor said. A white male, in his late twenties or early thirties, short brown hair, about six foot and very well built.
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Deadfriends (One Direction AU)
أدب الهواةHarry Styles is dead. He has been since his Father's musket misfired in 1883. He lives in his old house in his boarded up room. He has friends and he thinks he's OK, until he meets Misty. She can see him and his friends too. When a serial killer is...