Gone (h.s.)

Chapter 32 (Harry's P.O.V.)

"What happened?!" I rush into Natalie's home pushing anyone in my way.

"Ca-Calm down, sir." A police man holds me.

"Not until someone tells me what the fuck happened!" I push him out of my way.

Then two police officers come rushing towards me and hold me against the wall. "There was an incident with the young lady who lived here."

"Natalie." I whisper. "What happened to her?!"

"We believe this was a suicide, she was in the bathroom where she.." He trails off.

"She what?!"

"Where she drowned herself."

"What?!" I yell and slide my back against the wall and sit on the ground and start to cry.

"This is all my fault, this is my fault." I whisper to myself.

"Sir! We need you to calm down, this is no ones fault."

"Where is she?!"

"She's over there." He points to a case with a dead body in it, but not zipped up yet.

"Natalie, I'm so sorry. I love you." I touch her face, her cold and blue face, the face that I looked forward to seeing everyday.

I place a kiss on her forehead and kneel down on my knees and just cry.

"Sir, sir." A policeman taps me on the shoulder.

"What do you want from me?" I yell in anger.

"We need you get away from the body."

"But I love her."

"We understand that, and this must be for you then." He hands me a folded piece of paper.

I take it and open it and sit back against the wall where I was sitting before.

Dear whomever is reading this,

I've struggled too long and I can't go on. I loved you Harry, but you didn't love me. You were my first everything. My first kiss, my first boyfriend, my first time, my first love, the first time I ever felt happy in a long, long time. But as I see, I was your first nothing and you never loved me. Tell my mother I love her and that she doesn't have to cry over me.

I only made things worse. Tell Zayn that I hope this is what he wanted, he can have his little Harry back. I never had him in the first place.

I've cut and done drugs and it still never helped, none if it. After I go through with this, there's no going back and I'll have no regrets because this 'life' I'm living, it's not something that anyone could carry on. But if anyone could, I know it could never be me.

Don't let anyone cry over me, I'm not worth their tears.

Goodbye,
Natalie Allister

But, no. This couldn't be.

"How'd you find her?" I walk up to the same policeman that tapped me on the shoulder earlier.

"The neighbour, she knocked on the door and rang the doorbell but no one answered and she tried opening the door and it was unlocked and she looked around and she found her in the bathtub."

"I-I don't understand."

"There's nothing to not understand. She committed suicide." And he walks off.

I sit against the wall, balling my eyes out, then Natalie's mother runs in. She's crying with tears streaming down her face. "Harry! What happened!? Where is she?!" She's panicking.

"Sh-she's over th-there. She's gone. She's really gone and it's my fault." I point at the body and she runs to it.

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Okay so this is a day after she committed suicide.

So if anyone's confused.

This isn't the last chapter.

I'm not gonna write a pun cause sarathesloth doesn't think it's the right time so...

okay bye ilyasfm and thanks to anyone who is reading and commenting and voting, byyyye:)

-Noura;p