His Kit-Kat (Harry Styles)

Chapter 10

Haleigh's POV

We had a service to say our farewells. That day should've never happened. It's been down hill and no one wants to talk. The last few months everything was called off. Concerts, award shows, everything. I guess I should start from the beginning.

Remember Sarah? That day when Harry tried to kill me over at the Mental Hospital, Sarah put the pieces together. The Voltori came, and tried to end Riley. She moved away at the last minute and Sarah got hit. She died on the spot. We had a service for her about a month ago. Riley and Lauren are dead. The government is slowly backing down. My kind is taking over slowly. They're letting them go.

As for me? I still live with them. My life turned worse. Harry pays attention now, but he's drunk all the time. I'm his punching bag. I clean the house, I cook, I do everything. Niall hardly eats anymore. Liam is never around anymore. Zayn is heartbroken. And Louis he doesn't talk to anyone. It's like him and Harry are the same person right now. Only difference is, is Louis isn't abusive. He doesn't do anything. He stays in his room, and the second he smells food, he storms out of the house.

I don't act like myself anymore. I put away all my toys, they reminded me to much of Sarah. I threw all her clothes out. I got rid of anything involving her. I haven't even been outside in two months. I've locked myself inside. I won't leave the house. Liam comes by every once in a while with food, so I won't have to go out.

Remember Lexi? How we thought she was keeping our secret? She lied. She told everyone. That's why we were taken that night. Fuck if it wasn't for her, Sarah would still be alive. But that bitch is dead.

"Haleigh?" I looked up and saw Niall.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Harry wants you, something abou-"

"I ASKED YOU TO BRING HER HERE NOT FUCKING TELL HER NIALL!" He yelled, cutting Niall off.

I smiled at him, and walked up the stairs. How he heard Niall, wait, ah yes. He put a baby monitor downstairs, because I sleep downstairs. I won't sleep upstairs. Anyway, he put a baby monitor downstairs, so if I'm up, he'll hear me. So he has something to yell at me in the morning for.

"Yes, Harry?" I asked walking into his room.

"I'm letting you go, you seem miserable here, so you can leave."

"Is this some sort of sick joke?" I questioned.

"No, Haleigh, I'm actually letting you go, now leave, before I change my mind."

Narrators POV

Haleigh smiled to herself, before she hugged him, and muttered a ton of 'thank yous' to him. She pulled away and quickly got her things, before saying goodbye to the other boys and leaving, meeting Liam on the stairs, she too said goodbye to him. Liam smiled to himself before continuing his journey upstairs.

It was a few years later when Haleigh died. Harry attended her funeral as a 'close' friend. When everyone left, he walked up the her tombstone and said his farewell. He sat criss-cross in front of her when he heard a faint 'meow' beside him.  He smiled and thought of Haleigh when the kitten meowed and crawled into his lap. He had named her Haleigh, and promised to treat her better then the one down under. And he did. It was like Haleigh was still with him.

THE END