alive [h.s.]

Prologue

"C'mon Allie. It'll be fun." Harry asks for the ninth time within the last minute.

"I said no, and stop calling me that." I cross my arms over my chest.

"You're boring." Harry says, sticking his tongue out at me.

"I'm not moving until you've agreed to come with me." He continues when I don't answer.

"Then you're never going to move." I answer, turning my back to him.

I feel Harry come up behind me and lean down to my ear, the warmth of his breath fanning over me. He puts and arm around my waist, pulling me to him.

"C'mon Allie. Don't you want to feel something again? Don't you want to feel.. alive?" He whispers, carefully choosing his words.

Harry's words spark fire throughout my entirety. Suddenly, I'm not so afraid of what will happen. I turn to face him.

"Let's go." I say to him.

Harry smirks and grabs my wrist pulling me through the mass of people and I try to fight my smile. For the first time in a long time.. I do actually feel alive.