Complications // Harry Styles

･Chapter 8･

That's better...

After a while i can feel myself pruning up so i step out of bath, when my skin makes contact with the fluffy rug i immediately squirm, i hate that feeling..

I grab the towel and wrap it around myself, walking out of the bathroom, grabbing some clothes from my closet I quickly get changed and walk down to the kitchen ready to make some Lunch. Ugh im so annoyed, the week that the styles go away, the maid goes away. 

I walk into the large pantry, grabbing the nutella i walk to the fridge, careful not to hurt my ankle, pulling out a knife from the cutlery draw, I start spreading it onto the warm bread that was on the counter. After I'm done i put everything away and sit on one of the stools, eating my nutella... Wow, its so quiet, though i always long to away from Harry i cant help but feel lonely. I cant believe I'm saying this but i actually wish that he was here. Getting insulted is better that being all alone. Well, in my opinion..

Putting the plate into the dish washer I decide to go and have a look out the back, crazy enough as it is, I've never been out the back, never seen the Garden even though I've lived her for about a week! 

I grab a coat from the closet and put my warm ugg boots on. thank goodness i wore warm pants.

As soon as i step outside, the cool air engulfs me whole, making me shiver but i press on. Its just like a normal back yard, barbecue, an outdoor table with chairs, a pool- wait what? we live in bloody England why would they have a pool!?

Curious, i walk around the perimeter looking at the beautiful plants, the snow giving it a graceful aura.  But i come to a stop when i spot something strange. A door nob. moving the vine out of way . Turning around i make sure nobody is home, then turning back to the door. I push open the door. Revealing a plethora of trees covered in snow, clumped together almost creating a barrier, like it was meant to be like that, as if it was supposed to keep someone in. I have to admit though, its a rather captivating sight.

Curiosity gets the best of me as i walk around trying to find a way out, i want to know why they are keeping someone in, from escaping i guess. I want to find out what is so bad on the outside that they are trying to keep people from seeing. Just as i was about to give up i spot a glint of light, pushing some tree branches out the way i gasp at the sight. Breathtaking is the only word i can use to describe the scene in front of me. I mean i knew we lived a fair way from other houses but i never would have though this was here..

A lake, its all frozen over, and a beautiful and elegant white bridge, going from one side to the other. But the most eye-catching part of the scenery is the cherry trees that have frozen over, i am truley marveled. 

My eyes scan around in awe but something catches my eye (a/n: again lol) 

Its a plaque, mounted onto a tree. frozen over, yellow daisies placed just below. astonished i slowly and carefully make my way over to it. I can tell its a plaque because i can see some letters engraved into the beautiful gold, i wouldn't be surprised if it was real gold. brushing the snow away, my breathe hitches in my throat 

Melissa Styles

February 1st, 1994 - July 14th 1999

'Loving Daughter and Sister'

As i stumble to get back to the gate, only one question keeps replaying in my mind like a broken record.

Who is Melissa?

(I'm really sorry i haven't updated in ages, I've just been really busy and haven't had the time. And i'm sorry if this chapter is really crappy :/ and short, I promise next chapter will be longer!)