Previously....
The door was unlocked, he rushed her into the bathroom dripping blood all over the floor with every step. His trembling hands takes off her clothes to get to the bullet, the bullet wasn't deep in her, he was able to take it out quickly with tweezers.But, the bullet being taken out didn't help her because before he can even stitch up her skin he checked her palms and found out that she was dead the whole time.
(A/N at the end of this chapter.)
His fingers trembled touching all over her body, she can't be dead. This can't be real. This has to be some type of horrible nightmare that he's gonna wake up to any minute. But, the truth is that it isn't a nightmare. This is real and he can't do anything about it.
"No, No.. Baby, please stay with me." Harry gasps holding her arm tightly, his heart felt as if it was ripped in two pieces. Tears were rolling down his eyes and his vision was a complete blur.
"FUCK!" He yells kicking the nightstand making the lamp drop and shatter into pieces, he doesn't even flinch at the sound. All he cares about is Hazel's unconscious body lying limp.
He sighs loudly gently picking her body up and lying it down on his bed, he lays beside her with his hand supporting his head. He slowly leans in to kiss her cold cheek and strokes her her out of the way.
His body jolts up hearing sirens from a far distance, police sirens.
"Those little fuckers." Harry thought, he knew those men that helped him here ran off to the cops and told them every detail. Harry felt extremely angry at himself for not killing them when he had the chance to. This just ruined his plan even more.
The sirens became closer and louder each minute, he laid closely beside her and kissed her cheek multiple times.
"Don't worry, my love. I got you." He whispers, he could hear the door from downstairs trying to get pushed down.
"I love you so much and I'll be seeing you soon my darling, wait up for me." He mumbles one last time making sure to kiss her lips this time, they were dry but still felt magical pressed to his.
He pulled out the medication he's been needing to take from his nightstand and took a deep breath before pouring a handful in his hands. His head tilts back and he drops them in his mouth making sure to swallow them dry.
The door downstairs was officially broken down and footsteps from the cops became louder and his body was getting weaker but he made sure to wrap his arms around her giving her one last peck on her head and just right after his sight slowly darken, before the cops could even enter the room Harry was lying unconscious with Hazel in his arms.
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The ending is about to be the biggest plot twist, okay. Maybe not the biggest plot twist but it's gonna be very confusing and hopefully you get it.
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