The Boy I Used To Know

Chapter 4 (Part 3)

HARRY'S POV:

I waited until she fell asleep to leave, I slipped through the cracked door and into my car, drove off in the most angriest way. I closed my eyes for a few seconds while driving, not looking at the rode and you can probably figure out the rest. The car was on fire and I knew I only had a few senconds to get out before the smoke entered my lungs causing me to stop breathing. I struggled to get out the car I had to kick the tail light out just to escape from the trunk. I passed out, I heard voices screaming and crying that was the last thing I remmbered before blacking out.

I awoken to my doctor in the hospital.

"Quite a scare you gave us Mr.Styles" he said with a smile as he checked all my vital signs and I knew I had to ask him or bribe him to do me this favor. "Doc, I need to talk to you as I wispered into his ears and he agreeed and winked at me. 

LULU'S POV:

"Mrs.Styles I have some bad news" he said as he grabbed my hand and guided me over to the window of Harry's bedroom so I could see him one last time. I walked into his room to see him the way he was which was in a critical state.

"Harry, if you can here me please wake up, come back to Louis,Liam,Zayn,Niall and especially come back to me" I said resing my head on his chest as tears fell from my face and everyone in the room had a plastered face full of tears.

"Harry!,Wake up right now, Harry! please I can't do this without you" I screamed for him to wake up but he wouldn't, I kissed him gently on his soft lips before I heard the machine go from *Beep Beep* to just one long beep. I dropped to my knee's in so much pain. I stood up kissing him one final time "I'll go back to December to live through all our memories again" I whispered to his cold corpse as Anne grabbed my hand and lead me out the door.

***Later That Night***

I popped in the home movies of Me & Harry when it was December, I cried through the whole thing and paused the part where he smiled. I grabbed a hold of the necklace on me and squeezed it tight as tears streamed down my face.

Louis walked in and seen me in tears, he held me close which felt differen't cause it wasn't Harry holding me, "Louis please don't let One Direction break up, That's the only thing that will remind me of Harry" I didn't realize the boys were all standing there promising me One Direction was forever.

I made funeral arrangements with Harry's mum and we both agreed on no open casket cause we both couldn't handle it. I ran upstairs into our room and sobbed in the pillows until I looked over to see a little present wrapped up, it was from Harry so I opened it up and their was a small box which I opened to find a ring that has a little piece of paper on it that says "It's gotta be you" and I slipped it on my ring finger before head back downstairs.

I didn't say a word to anyone I just handed the paper to Louis and held out my hand to show everyone the gorgeous egagement ring then dropped to my knees as everyone hurdled up around me giving me hugs.

We all tweeted on twitter

R.I.P to Harold Edward Millward Styles

1993 - 2013

We decided not to have the funeral and just have a concert where all the fans can write something on a big board about Harry Styles for remmeberance.