My Bloodsucker. (Harry Styles) COMPLETED

{Eleven}

Hali.

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"There we go. Take it easy. Careful, Haz!" Liam scolds Harry as he moves his shoulder a bit too roughly. Since Harry was let out of the infirmary, Liam has been giving him shoulder exercises. Apparently, his open wounds can be healed, but, not aches and pains.

"I'm fine, Liam!" Harry growls out, his eyes turning red a little. Liam sighs in frustration and I nod. He was telling Harry to move his shoulder in a clockwise position, but, that was obviously not working.

"Urm... Why don't you try and move your shoulder counter-clockwise? That might be easier." I say and both their heads fly to me. Liam has a frown on his face, but, Harry nods and starts to move his shoulder counter-clockwise just like I had suggested. Harry smiles and nods. Liam looks confused as he stares at me.

"How did you know?" He asks and I shrug.

"Whenever I would punch the wrong way, that is the kind of exercise that I would do. It always helped me." I say and he nods. Harry, then, stands up and we both turn to him.

"Liam, get back to your duties. Hali, could you come with me, please?" He asks and I nod. As we walk out, Liam reminds Harry once again to take it easy and he nods.

"Where are we going?" I ask Harry as he leads us upstairs and through a few doors. We appear to be at a steel door and I turn to Harry, a frown on my face.

"Do you trust me?" He asks, turning to face me. Do I? Did I really trust Harry? Well, he hasn't done anything for me not to trust him. I nod. "Open the door." He says and I push the big door open.

A desk.

A chair.

That was all that there was in the room. A desk and a chair. I frown and walked over to the desk and sat down on the chair. "Open the desk draw. Right one." Harry says and I pull the draw open, frowning when I see only a folder.

I take the folder out. "Open it." Harry says and I nod. I open the folder and my face pales at the words written across the page.

Edwina Scarla and Howard Scarla.

"Why do you have this?" I ask Harry and he sighs.

"I got it from my... Father. He had a folder put together of your parents before he had them... Killed. Read through it. You might understand some more about your parents." Harry says and I frown.

"How?" I ask and he smiles sadly.

"There's a letter in there from your Mum and Dad. They didn't get a chance to give it to you." He explains and by the look on his face, I could sense that he saved the letter. He brought it here himself.

"Thank you, Harry." I smile and he nods, a smile of his own on his face. He, then, leaves me to my own space. I take a deep breath and turn the next page.

The letter.
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To our dearest Daughter, Hali,

If you are reading this, it means that we are no longer with you. Don't cry or be upset, we will always be looking down on you and your Sister.

Yes, sweetheart. You have a Sister. We never told you because she got kidnapped when she was two. You were only five when it happened. You asked where your Sister, Halaby, had gone. You forgot over time.

If she's still alive, promise us that you'll find her? We've put a picture of you both in with this letter. Have faith that everything will work out for the best, Hali.

We love you and don't forget, everything happens for a reason. Even though, it might not seem that way.

Love Mum and Dad x
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Speechless. I have a Sister? I'm 19, now. That must mean that she is 16. Who kidnapped her? Why didn't my parents try and find her? Why didn't they tell me about her sooner?

I need answers and Harry is the one to ask.

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