Darkened Angel (Harry Styles)

Chapter 6.

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Me? An angel?! "Oh, I get it. Angel as in nice," I stuttered. He shook his head while looking down. "No, Kas. I mean angel. Angel as in angel. Its hard to explain and a lot to explain." Everything was getting so overwhelming. How do I believe this? I mean sure he is standing here with black wings which brings me back to the question, what is he? Don't angels have like powers? "Yes, Kas. They have powers. You just don't know about yours." "Then how do you know I'm an angel?!" I snapped. "By this." He quickly moved forward and pulled my shirt down enough to show my birth mark on my right breast. I gasped at his forceful actions.

"That's just a birthmark." "Oh really. Its a pair of angel wings. Did you never notice that?" He was almost shouting. I looked down at the birth mark and thought, 'Maybe he's right. Maybe I am an angel'. Almost if on cue it glowed white with blue lining. I gasped and looked up at Harry, who seemed just as shocked as I was. He pulled back and starred at it as it dimmed. I took a deep breath and slipped my tongue between my lips to moisten them. "Is that enough proof?" He asked looking away from the mark up to my face. I was astonished and by the looks of it, so was he.

"I'm going to go make dinner," Harry stated as if nothing had just happened. "Wait, I have questions." He turned and looked at me. "And you will get them answered with time. Just be patience." He walked out of the room and down the stairs. I stayed put and rolled things around in my head. I was an angel. I looked down and the birth mark glowed again, but brighter. My parents were dead. My family friends were dead. My house was in ashes. But wait, back to the angel thing.

If I'm an angel where are my wings? And what other powers did I have? This is all so ridiculous. Angels are just myths. How could I be an angel if angels are myths? This is all just a lie?! He was trying to trick me! I hadn't realized my birth mark was glowing red until a paniced Harry ran in to the room, "Kasee!" I looked at him and I realized that not only was my birth mark glowing but so were my eyes. I quickly calmed down as he came over. "What the hell?" He demanded. "I-I don't know." I started to feel light headed. I could tell I was swaying on my feet and my eyes closed as I fell. "Kas!" I heard Harry yell, but it seemed he was from a distance, as I fell into darkness and everything went quiet.

I was running, fast, from something. I kept running but its like I wasn't going anywhere or making any progress. Suddenly, as I looked back, I ran off of something and started to fall. I was falling into a darkness, grabbing at the air. I tried screaming for someone. Soon two bright wings snapped from my back and hauled me back up in the air. I felt light and free, but I knew I wasn't. I was still determined to get away. I went as fast as I could, going higher and higher. My wings were carring me far from where I had fell before. I looked back and decided I was far enough that I could relax. That's when I felt it. A shrap shooting pain coming from my back. I looked back and saw my wing had been shot, as I plummeted to the earth. Before I hit-

I shot up in bed screaming. The night mare seeming so real. It was dark out but I heard feet coming- running down the hall. Harry ran in a looked around for anything signalling someone else besides us was in the room and he came to realize no one was. He came over and sat next to me pulling my frightened body to him. I shook remembering everything in the dream. The pain, the darkness, the air, it all seemed so real.

"How long was I out for," I questioned. "A day or two." I looked up at him as his reply sank in. He looked so worried and I wondered why as he released me. "I was afraid you wouldn't wake up." I was a little bit surprised by his answer. I bit my lip at the thought of not waking up. "What was it about this time?" his hesitation clear with every word. I knew what he meant. The nightmare. I replayed it in my mind and knew I couldn't say it out loud. I looked up at his face and he seemed- what was the feeling written on his face. "I would protect you." I forgot he had said something about reading minds.

I remembered him saying something about being made for an angel but before I could ask I felt a excruciating pain in my back. I looked up at the ceiling and screamed then looked down at something I wasn't prepared for.

Blood from my back was staining the sheets. What was happening?!

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