Harry squinted at the bright light.
It had been almost 4 years since Niall's death. 4 years of hell in high school, 4 years of endless bullying for being gay, sometimes where Gemma would stand and watch.
His world was dark without Niall, so Harry cut and eventually, he'd killed himself.
Niall stood in a flowered field at the end of the bridge connecting Earth and the Afterlife.
He cocked his head. "It's your choice," he lilted.
Harry thought about Gemma, who didn't care about him at all, thought about his mum, who was absent minded about everything, and thought about everybody at school who tormented him for love.
"Scars are put on angels that are placed on Earth and need to return to Heaven," Niall said, and he beckoned Harry to him.
And Harry stepped across the bridge.
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This is the saddest story I've ever written or read, so hopefully you didn't cry that much.
I might start a Zerrie fanfic next, but no promises.
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