I know that the first few chapters will either make or break the book, but I hope you give it a chance. Enjoy.
-A
Harry
I sat in a booth of an old diner as I pulled out my laptop to write. I hovered my fingers over the black keys of the dell laptop that was sitting in front of me and began writing.
I felt as if I didn't belong in this town, I've always felt alone and unwa
I stopped in the middle of a sentence when I felt a tall being standing in front of me. I looked up and took in the features of the girl, straight red hair and a mesmerizing pair of blue green eyes.
"Ready?" she smiled at me.
I nodded my head.
"What can I get for you today?"
"Can I just get some black coffee, no sugar"
The red haired girl wrote down my order, smiled and left to get my coffee. She came back with my coffee moments later and I took a sip. I turned my attention back to what I was writing and couldn't get myself to think of anything because of a painful headache. I groaned and quickly packed my things then headed to the door to walk back to my apartment after leaving a 5 dollar bill on the table.
Once I got inside the small complex, I stopped for a moment and grabbed the door handle. I paced myself and set the laptop on the kitchen counter and jumped from surprise when I saw a strange man in front of me.
"What are you doing in my apartment!?" I yelled at the man with an obvious tone of fear in my voice.
The man had on a black suit and tie and a notepad that he gave his attention to.
"Harold Edward Styles, age 24, loves writing," he read from the pad
My brows furrowed at what I had just heard.
"H-How do you know that?"
"From Cheshire, England, mum and dad deceased, sister nowhere to be found, struggling to pay rent with his job as a barista at a small coffee shop on 75th."
I was at a loss of words from the information he knew about me.
"How do you know that!? Have you been following me!?" I yelled at the mysterious man
"Oh Harry, I've always been with you" he half heartedly smile
"Who are you? Why are you here, how did you get in?" I asked him with a puzzled look
"Mr. Styles I'm here to take you with me at exactly 7:32 p.m." He said, tapping his watch
I was confused, what did he mean by taking me with him.
"Are you kidnapping me? Because if you are then sir I think you should know I am a grown man and telling me an exact time for my kidnapping does not help you at all"
He chuckled and shook his head.
"You know Harry, many people in this world die from car accidents, shootings and natural causes. I am simply here to take you because of the latter."
I felt like my jaw was about to drop to the floor, I started feeling a sharp pain my stomach.
Who is this guy?
I looked at him and my eyes went wide when I came to the realization of what was standing in front of me.
"Y-You're the.. the grim.. reaper.." I spoke ever so silently.
He smiled and nodded, "That indeed."
oouuu slight cliff hanger, please tell me what you think, I would really appreciate it. :) sorry if its a little short!
-A
