Simon cowells daughter

A THOUSAND READS HOLY SHIT I AM SO HAPPY THANK YOU SOOOOOO MUCH

I AM DEFINITELY UPLOADING A NEW BOOK ON MOLLIES LIFE, I NEVER GOT ROUND TO IT BEFORE BUT I PROMISE I WILL.

BUT OMG THANK YOU BABES.

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"Harry, are you still continuing with you're career?"

"What is the situation at home?"

"How are you dealing with the death?"

All the news reporters shoved microphones and cameras in Harry's face as tears welled up in his eyes.

The death had become a big shock for us, but atleast she's in a better place.

"Guys back off" Paul pushed back a few of the presenters in the way so we could get through to the funeral.

A small white coffin was placed up the front of a large room, light pink flowers were arranged around it in a heart.

Instantly the tears poured out of my eyes and I cuddled into Harry's chest.

I could tell he was trying to hold back the tears, he was acting strong for me.

"Grace may styles, was a happy and playful baby. I loved her like she was my own." El's voice started to crack as small tears spilled onto her cheeks.

"She was only three years old, something like this doesn't deserve to happen to such a beautiful young girl." She continued her little speech but finally Louis pulled her down off the podium for comfort.

Graces favourite song was playing gently in the background, gotta go my own way, from her favourite movie, high school musical.

"Would anyone else like to speak?" The guy leading the funeral looked around the room, everyone was in tears.

I was surprised when I heard a little voice offer.

"Me" mollie squeaked as she made her way to the front, tears streaming down her face and a little crumpled piece of paper in her hands.

She tippy toed so she could reach the microphone and straightened out the paper in her chubby hands.

"I used to sing this song to my sister." She said quietly into the microphone.

"Oh Capri, she's beauty, baby inside. She's loving, oh Capri. Your beauty. Just like your mother, that's carrying..ooh capri"

Such an Angelic voice flowed out of such a little girls mouth. I've never heard such a voice, it was almost as good as Harry's singing.

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mollies point of view.

"Gracee! Don't go in there!" I called out to my baby sister. Like she listens to me anyway.

"Fine! Like I care! That dog will eat you!" I yelled angrily and kept walking down the street.

Normally this would work, once I was a few houses away grace would run back to me in tears, thinking I had left her.

But this time only her babyish screams could be heard.

"GRACE!" I screamed and ran back to the sight.

Blood was everywhere.

And then it all went black.