Beautiful Insanity

Prologue

Six year old Harry Styles slowly prodded down the stairs, not wanting to wake his parents or sister. Every morning at about four, Harry would get out of his bed and watch the sunrise. There was not reason as to why, he just did. One day he woke up at four, and couldn't sleep, so he just watched the sun rise.

He ran down stairs, and jumped onto the couch, spinning backwards to face the big window. He sighed as he watched the beautiful colors outside, and just thought about everything and anything.

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That same day, Harry was playing with his older sister, Gemma, when his parents came in to tell them a surprise. They were going to get a new special pet, and they were going to send a babysitter to watch them.

Once the babysitter came, Anne and Robin left. And so the day went by, and their parents still hadn't returned. They wondered where they could be at, even the babysitter.

The wondering stopped when Julie, the babysitter, got a call. Julie came into the living room to where Harry as Gemma were, with a sorrow expression on her face.

"Gemma, Harry.. I have some terrible news.." Julie started.

"Well? What is it?" Gemma inquired.

"Your parents, they, were in a car accident... And we're killed on impact."

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With no relatives to go to, Harry and Gemma were shipped off to a foster home. They were the youngest there, and no one would talk to them. But they had each other, and that's what mattered.

A few years later, Harry now ten, a family of two came in, looking for a child. As all the children stood in a small line, Harry and Gemma held hands, hoping to be adopted.

The young couple stopped right in front of Harry and Gemma, and the young man keeled in front of them and spoke in a soft voice. "Hi there,"

"Hi!" Harry and Gemma spoke at the same time. The man smiled as he turned to his wife and nodded. He turned to Danielle, the main caretaker, and spoke.

"We'd like to adopt the young girl."

Harry was crushed to see Gemma go, but he knew if was for the best. He cried as he hugged her, telling her how much he would miss her and that maybe one day they'd see each other again.

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Two years later now, and still no one had adopted Harry. What made it worse was that Harry had no friends, no one to talk to since Gemma left. It was hard for him.

Sometimes at night, Harry would hear a quiet thumping sound. *Thump, thump, thump.* And then he'd hear the voices. Oh so quiet voices in the back of his head. He could never make out what they were saying, but one word.

*Tomorrow*

The very next morning, a man called Aaron came to the Robinson Foster Home for Children. He was looking for a young boy, much like Harry, to take home to his wife, Emma.

Aaron walked oddly past each child, looking straight into each of there eyes, and stopped right at Harry. He turned to Danielle. "What's this child's name?"

Danielle smiled warmly, "His name is Harry. Harry, why don't you introduce yourself." Harry nodded and looked up at Aaron.

"Hi, I'm Harry." He smiled brightly. If only he knew that bright smile would soon be gone. "Hello, Harry. I'm Aaron, it's nice to meet you. I'm going to be your new father."

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Aaron and Harry finally made it to his new home in Doncaster. They both climbed out of the car and Aaron stopped Harry at the door.

"I want you to be very quiet when we go in, we're going to surprised your new mum and sister." Harry nodded his head eagerly, he was excited about getting a new sibling.

Aaron slowly opened the door and peaked inside, then ushered Harry in quietly, putting a finger to his lips.

"Emma? Aubree? Can you two come here for minute?" He called out as the two stood in the living room.

A girl came bounding down the stairs, she had blue eyes and long blonde hair and a slim body, and was actually quite tall.

"Um, Aaron.. Who's this?" The girl asked, pointing at Harry. "Wait for your mother, Aubree." Aubree sighed and turned around as she awaited her mum.

Finally, Emma turned the corner from the kitchen, freezing in her steps as soon as she sees Harry. "Emma, Aubree... Meet your new son and brother, Harry!"

Harry stood there awkwardly as Aubree's mouth dropped open and Emma came towards him.

"Hi, Harry, I-I'm your new mother, Emma. But please, call me mum." She told him as she smiled warmly. Harry just smiled back, not knowing what to do or say.

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Fast forward a year, and Harry had grown used to Aaron, Aubree and Emma. He had also grown used to the fact that Aubree calls Aaron by his name, because he's her step-father. They all treated him like family. He was very happy.

Until the day Emma had fallen ill. This wasn't just any kind of sickness. This was serious. But yet Aaron refused to take her to the hospital. Aubree had told Aaron that she would come home from uni if need be, but Aaron said that she was fine, and of course Aubree believed him.

And so one day, right after Aaron had gone to work, Harry went into their room to find Emma lying still, barely breathing. And so Harry went against Aaron's orders and called an ambulance. But it was too late. The nurse had said if they would have come beforehand she would have been okay.

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When Harry and Aaron returned from the hospital in complete silence, Aaron did something Harry never thought he would.

Aaron shoved Harry inside, and grabbed him by the throat as she shoved him against the wall.

"This is your fault, all your fault!" He shouted, spitting in Harry's face. "B-but she... She was d-dy-" Aaron slapped Harry, "Enough! She wasn't going to die! She was going to be fine! You did this! This is your fault!"

Aaron had then punched Harry in the gut, sending him to the floor. "You stupid piece of shit!" He shouted, kicking Harry in the stomach once, twice, three times.

Harry groaned and held his head as it throbbed, vision going blurry. With one last kick Aaron swung open the door and left. Harry winced as the door slammed.

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Well that was the prologue! Sorry for it being so choppy and short, it will be better as the story goes along.

So let me know if you all enjoyed it by commenting and voting! See you next time. (:

-Katie