Silence.

III

"Mara"
"Mara"
I can hear a voice, a masculine voice, it's deep and raspy. My eyes flutter open and I can see the faint outline of a face and brown locks.

"W..w..where am I?" I ask the blurry person.

"Your in the cemetery forest" they answer with their thick ascent.

Why the hell am I in a cemetery forest? And who is this person? To my luck, my eyesight clears up and I can see this man.

I choke on my breath as I look up at this person

"H..h..Harry?" I ask, is this a dream it can't be true. Can it?

"Mar" I see him smile, but it soon fades. This can't be real I am still dizzy it must be a dream.

"What are you doing here your supposed to be dead" I am so confused I have no idea what is going on, all I know it that this is one hell of a dream.

"Mar, how can I be dead if I am right here?" Harry replies, this is torture, I have gone a year without him, a year of bad dreams but none of them like this. They were always memories that we shared in high school. Sometimes I would get really bad ones and they would be about how he died but none like this, this is worse, much worse. It's horrible

"This is a dream" I say quietly, I look down and I feel a hand stroke my face.

"No Mar it's not I am right here."

"Harry you have been dead for a year" my head hurts, this is to much, what kind of dream is this?

"That's what you think" I frown, maybe if I punch myself I will wake up, so I do

"Ouch!"I say, damnit Mara you weren't meant to say that out loud.

"Mara, pinching yourself isn't going to make you wake up, this is not a dream"

"W..w..what?" My head was pounding, why is this happening?

"Go back to sleep Mar"Harry tells me. I lie my dizzy head flat on the leaves and close my eyes.

"That's my girl" I can't see his smile but I sure as hell can here it.

"I love you Harry" I feel my body relax and I drift off to sleep.

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I groan as I lift my stiff body up off the ground, my arms ache, my head aches, my whole body aches.

Thoughts come flooding back through my head. I remember everything from the pictures of me to Harry... Harry I saw him, he is alive.

"Harry" I look around. Mara get it through your thick skull, it was a dream a horrible one might I add.

I slowly get up off the ground and stand to my feet. I look around to see where I am and I am only a few feet from the edge of the forest. I can see my car in the distance.

I remember being pulled back by someone they put a cloth to my mouth. Then I remember the what was on the back of the door the one that told me Harry was alive. Was that a dream to? What is wrong with me? What did I do to deserve this.

I walk out of the forest and it's just starting to get dark, I pick up my pace and shiver slightly.

I reach my car and I unlock it. I notice there is a book on my seat, one that I did not put there.

I read the title The Big Book Of Quotes. Then it hits me this is the book Harry was reading on the next get of his disappearance.

I look at it closely and notice a page folded over, like a book mark. I flip to that page and there is a sentence highlighted

'silence is the loudest scream'
I drop the book and a piece of paper flies out.

"Harry has been very silent for the past year but oh did he scream that night you shall forever remember -H"

I want to cry, scream, run away from here. Is this a sick joke because I sure don't find it funny. I am not upset I am scared what does this all mean. First this 'H' person has a tree house full of photos of Harry and I, now I am getting threats?

I look at the paper one last time before tearing it to shreds. I went through such a hard time the first few months after Harry's death. Although they never found his body there was enough blood to call it a murder. There is no way he could have done that to himself.

I don't know who would do that Harry was always nice to everyone he never mis-treated anyone accept for his childhood but he made up for that. He didn't have any enemy's anymore, he wasn't one to keep secrets either.

Yeah he was popular but he wasn't the arsehole popular he was just... Nice, a beautiful person really, just what this town needed.

The whole town was grieving after his death but I was effected the most.

And everyone new it, I was his best friend, a sister and he was my best friend, a brother.

I was always being pointed at
"She was Harry Styles best friend."

I just pretended that I didn't notice there was no point in making a scene when it happened everyday.

I would always get these apologetic smiles but I hated it. They new nothing. Everyday that I would walk around the halls at school people would stop talking and look at me.

But I kept my cool and carried on walking. I thought I was brave enough to to go back to school and live by myself. I was wrong it was to much for me to handle, although I had all my friends reaching out for me, what I really needed was my Mom and my Dad I needed their support so I moved to Seattle.

That was the best thing I ever did. I never finished school but I did well at high school, never failed a test once so for me to get a job was easy.

My parents where amazing support for me but I needed to get out of there. I had to move on so I moved back into my apartment and got a good paying job at a book store, a very well known one.

I pulled up to my apartment and I got out of the car. My head was still spinning. I just wanted to go to bed, I was exhausted.

I walked through the lobby and looked back at my reflection through the glass, I started to shake at the sight behind me, that same person in the black hoodie was standing right behind me. Although I had nothing on him, he was scary it was like he was following me.

I needed to stay at a friends house tonight so I called Becca

"Hey, Mara" Becca answered

"Hey, can I come stay with you for a bit?" I asked while watching the figure walk ahead of me.

"Of course you can the door is always open, may I ask why babe?" I sighed

"I will explain later, be there in 45 minutes" I kept walking and headed to the elevator

"Okay see you in a bit" I pushed the end button and the elevator doors slid open.

I climbed in and pushed the button for my floor. I reached the top and walked to my room, I unlocked the door and there was an envelope on the ground.

I ripped it open and pulled out the piece of paper in there.

"Don't think that going to Becca's will help you escape me, I am everywhere - H"