Can I Love? (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 26:

I arrive at New York but i don't know where to go. I look at my surroundings. Hotels, hotels, and hotels. I glance back at Rosaline and she's asleep. Next to her carseat an envelope sits there.

The light was red still so i quickly puck up the note and look at it. It has my name written on it in black cursive letters. Was it always there? The light turned green and i took the next right into a RaceTrack. I park the car and open the letter.

My Dear Nichole,
          If you are reading this it's because i am no longer with you. I want you to know that i love you so much. There is an apartment on 16th st. Take the key inside this envelope and go there. It's fully paid for and you will be safe. I will always find a place back into your heart.
                   From,
                             Harry

I let the tears roll down my cheeks and i cried silently so i wouldn't wake up Rosaline. She's gonna grow up without a father. She wouldn't get to meet the person who would love her as much as i do.

I looked to at the signs at the intersect in the road and the sign read 18th st. I drove up to the intersect and turned away from the 18th street.
I read every sign until i saw one that read 16th st. I looked at the key i was grippin in my hand and it read Marigold.

I looked up and there it was. The most fanciest bulding. All silver on the outside and many windows. On top in gold it read Marigold. I parked my car at the front and grabbed Rosaline carefully. She slept on my shoulder as i opened the trunk and pulled out a couple thousand dollars.

I made sure the car was locked and made my way inside. The lady at the front desk greeted me with a smile.

"How may i help you?"

"Hi. I have this key where does it lead to?" She looked closely at the key and her eyes widened.

"You must be Nichole." Her smile widens. I nod.

"Okay take the elevator up and click the SS button." I thank her and click the elevator button. I follow her instructions and i am led to a door in front of me once the elevator opens.

I put the key in and the lock clicks open. I push the door and step inside. The apartment is huge and there is a bouquet of flowers everywhere. I put the key down on the counter and opened one of the doors.

I gasped. The walls were painted a lilac and there was a baby crib and supplies. It had everything i needed to take care of Rosaline. I put her down in the crib and next to the crib on a counter there was a note.

To Rosaline
          You are a big part of my life and your mother will take care of you but i promise i will come back for you.
                        Your Father, 
                             Harry

I had to put my hand to my mouth to stop myself from crying loudly. I put the note back down and made my way to the room across. It was supposed to be Harry's and my room. I could tell by the heart shaped bed. The roses around the room smelled fresh.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and i didn't reaize i had it this whole entire time. I looked at the caller ID and it read Liam.

"Hello." I answered.

"Are you okay? I saw Samantha dies on the news."

"Yea i'm fine. And she did how?"

"She was killed. They found her mudered."

"Oh" was all i could manage to say. I could tell he didn't mention Harry because he didn't want to remind me.

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I stood there looking at myself. I fucked up. I looked at the blood pouring out of my body and sobbed to myself. She was going to be happy. I fucked up. I fucked up.

The words kept repeating in my head. I should of thought this through. I should of planned every single moment out instead of winging it.

I looked in front of me and his body stood above mine. He smirked as if to know I was dying. He walked away limping with the patch at his side. Stupid doctors helped him. I tried to see where he went but my eyes are turning heavy and i can't seem to open them anymore.

Goodbye world.

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Nichole

I just finished feeding Rosaline. She looked so beautiful. You could tell she was Harry's daughter. She had his eyes and face. But had my nose and lips.

My phone vibrated again. It could tell it wasn't a phone call. I looked at the mesage and almost dropped my phone.

I will find you.

Samantha couldn't still be alive. My breathing started to accelerate but i told myself she wouldn't know where i am. She was too stupid to.