Remembering Sunday || Harry Styles || O.H

Chapter 2

Harry

Three days... It's been three days since I've heard from Rosalie. Worried was an understatement of how I was feeling right now. Maybe Ms. Holt next door has seen her.

I walked out into the pouring rain that was pushed around by strong gusts of wind. What if Rose was stuck out her in this weather? I rang on Ms. Holt's doorbell before banging on the door. She opened up with a frightened expression.

"Harry, dear. What's wrong? Come inside. You're soaked," She said stepping aside to let me in but I shook my head.

"Ms. Holt, have you seen Rosalie?" I asked pushing my hair back out of my face.

"You mean that blonde haired Bambie of yours? Such a lovely girl." She asked and I nodded. "Well after you left yesterday to work I saw her go in. She came out with a suitcase and then hopped into a car. Is something wrong?"

"Please, if you see her just call me." I said before walking back to our house. Once I got in I sat on the couch I had my head in my hands. Why... Just why isn't she answering and of my calls? Why would she just leave?

Before I could even react to what I was doing,  her voice mail answered.

"Hey! It's Rose. You know when to leave the message." *beep* I miss her voice...

"Rosalie. Please. I just need to know you're alright. Call me back... I love you." I stayed quiet until the beep ended and the voice mail was sent.

 I decide calling Zayn to see if he knew anything. Ms. Holt said she had seen Rosalie drive off with someone and she never really talked to anyone besides Zayn and I.

 "Hello?" Zayn answered on the third ring.

"Zayn, have you seen Rose?" I asked hoping he'd say that he has.

"Um, sorry Harry. I haven't. I have to go," He said quickly hanging up. He knows something. I just know it.

I needed her back. I wanted to know what I did to make her leave. Will she ever be coming back?

I needed to sleep this off. Soon  before I knew it I was asleep in the half empty bed next to where she would have been laying right beside me.

...

She was right in front of me. It was windy and she was in a white dress that flowed around her. A smile lit up my face when I saw her but as I tried to grab her arm she got farther away from me. The small smile on her face had faded and tears ran down her eyes. I wanted to grab her again but when I tried she was farther and this time her dress was covered from blood that was bleeding from her arms. I tried shouting her name but nothing had came out. She was gone. I looked down at my hands and I was holding a ring and I was dressed in a tux. I was going to marry her... But something was hurting her and it pulled her away from me. Where did she go? Who hurt her...