Don't Do This.

Unus

I don’t think I realized what I was actually doing when it happened. I mean, I knew Park had power, and I knew he could do some spells and potions after a bit of practice (and my archery skills to get the ingredients he needed), but I never thought it’d come to this. As he spun the mix of things in a pot, I stood over and tried to keep myself from throwing up. There were eyeballs and chicken claws in this green swirley mixture and I couldn’t stomach the sight or the smell of that. How he did it, I’ll never know, but I ran to get my One Direction merchandise. It made me sad to think that none of this would ever happen. All of the songs, the posters, the videos and movies, the dolls, everything. I kissed all of my babies goodbye and handed them to Park, keeping the “What Makes You Beautiful” poster for later. One by one, he dropped them in the pot. I could feel myself wanting to cry, knowing that all of those memories I had from 7th and 8th grade, and all of the times that One Direction saved my life would be nothing but fake. I thought of those friends I would never have made without them. Then connections I never would’ve made. Without them, I have no life. I can only pray that this is the right thing to do. 

“You sure about this?” Park asks, about to dump my Harry doll in the pit. Was I? 

“Do you really have to get rid of all of the stuff?” He nodded. 

“All of the publicity stuff, yeah. But I only need one of every guy, so,” he says, handing me my dolls, “You can keep the big ones and baby Louis,” he says, saving Harry from eternal doom. 

“Oh thank God,” I say, hugging and kissing my babies. I said goodbye to the rest and kiss them on the head. 

“There’s something missing… wait, try singing to it,” Park said.

“What?!”

“Sing One Direction to the pot! Singing works!” I shake my head and start thinking about what to sing. 

“Shut the door, turn the light off, I wanna be with you. I wanna feel your love. I wanna lay beside you, I cannot hide this, even though I try.” That’s when it starts glowing. Park takes some of it and puts it in a bottle, adding some weird powder to it, turning it purple. “Heart beats harder, time escapes me, trembling hands touch skin, it makes this harder, and the tears stream down my face.” I’m literally crying now. All of the stories I’d read, wrote, and gave were all gone. Why was I doing this? What gave me the right to take their career away? How am I so important that I get to end all of the joy and happiness they bring? “If we could only have this life for one more day, if we could only turn back time. You know I’ll be your life, your voice, your reason to be. My love, my heart is breathing for this moment in time I’ll find the words to say, before you leave me today. Close the door, throw the key, don’t wanna be reminded, don’t wanna be seen, don’t wanna be without you, my judgment’s clouded like tonight’s sky.” I knew I was going to cry during this part. Louis’s part. I didn’t want to imagine a world without him. Well, he’d exist, just not in that way. What was I thinking, doing this? Am I insane? “Hands are silent, voices numb. Try to scream out my lungs, it makes this harder, and the tears stream down my face. If we could only have this life for one more day, if we could only turn back time. You know I’ll be your life, your voice, your reason to be. My love, my heart is breathing for this moment in time I’ll find the words to say, before you leave me today. Flashing lights in my mind, going back to the time, playing games in the street, kicking balls with my feet. There’s a numb in my toes standing close to the edge, there’s a pile of clothes at the end of your bed. As I feel myself fall, make a joke of it all. You know I’ll be your life, your voice, your reason to be. My love, my heart is breathing for this moment in time I’ll find the words to say, before you leave me today.” At this point, I’m bawling. I don’t think I’ve ever regretted anything so much in my life. It’s so bad I’m shaking. I know now that this was a horrible idea. I guess it’s too late now. “You know I’ll be your life, your voice, your reason to be. My love, my heart is breathing for this moment in time I’ll find the words to say, before you leave me today.” 

I look around, still in a daze. Looking down, I see the guys are still in my hands. I kiss their heads and whip out my phone. All of my One Direction music bought from iTunes is gone, but what I uploaded is still there. I go on my Tumblr app and see things from other fandoms. No One Direction. Now for the ultimate test; Google. I tap on the Safari app and type in ‘Harry Styles imagines’. Nothing pops up. 

“Park!” I yell, crawling over to him. He groans as I slap him. “It worked.” He sits straight up. 

“It did?” I nod and show him. He jumps on me, yelling ‘Oh my god’ the entire time. I giggle, looking over at the remains of my poster. The goop dissolves, leaving a white paper before us. 

“You don’t think it killed them, do you?” I ask, now nervous. He shakes his head, picking up the paper up and dusting it off. 

“No, if added some of their blood, they’d be dead. They just lived their lives without the thought of being in a band besides their previous ones crossing their minds.” Thank god. 

“So what now?” 

“Now, we pack for Cheshire,” he says with a smile. I already had a bag packed. Our mission was to find the bakery that Harry worked at and see if he still worked there. Fortunately, our flight was tomorrow, so I wouldn’t have to wait too long to see.