Harry was murdered at the age of eighteen. Niall was only six then. The day Niall first fell in love with Harry's angelic voice, was the same day Harry died.
Harry's murder was never found. His case file was closed after two years of searching.
The butterfly that stuck to Niall's shoulder while Harry and him were together, was none other than Harry himself. (A/N: there's like a myth about butterflies and dead souls)
Now, another year has gone by. Niall is now at the age of 21. Niall, hesitantly, decided he was going to visit Harry just one last time before he packed his things and moved away.
Niall enters the barn house. A long, cool, breeze of fresh air hits his face once he opened one of the doors. He steps in, footsteps light.
He took a deep breath before saying, "Hi."
"It's been a while." The all too familiar voice said. Niall smiled to himself. It was Harry.
Niall's mind then wondered off to the year he spent with the dead boy. Memories of their conversations still flooded his brain each waking moment Niall spent on Earth.
Niall eventually forgave Harry. He couldn't blame Harry for treating him the way he did when Niall confessed to him. Harry was only scared for him. He knew Niall couldn't love him. He was a dead man. He feared for Niall was all. So Harry did what he did and Niall forgave him.
Niall closed his eyes, smiling.
"Sing to me."
What Niall still didn't know, was that there was an unnoticed white butterfly attached to his shoulder the entire time.
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This is something I wanted to give to you guys before I enter school tomorrow, seeing as I'm going to be way too busy to update Oddball, Styles and since I've never been able to update regularly either.
I hope you guys liked this!
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-always, Karla x
