There are no happy endings. There are only not ended (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

Part 13

It's been a long time from the last update, but here I am with a new chapter. Thanks again to my translator Luka, but if you find any mistakes, please do not start to judge us. By the way,don't forget to vote & comment. :)

Harry's POV

After what seemed like a month rather than a week, I couldn't stop myself before reading the story, spending all my free time just on reading it once again.

For one thing, I was convinced - Valentina couldn't just simply finish the story by making a stupid excuse that she didn't have the desire. I was sure that something had to happen, something that has made her to complete it so quickly. Frankly ,I couldn't be able to describe the feeling that I felt today ,seeing the writer's comment after the last part . I would read it right away , if not Niall,who is forever hungry. Out of the brotherly love that I feel towards him, I agreed to meeting him for dinner.

I glanced at the clock , which was just about to chime, indicating that it was midnight.

"Niall, shut up !" I screamed towards his bedroom.

He said he was too lazy after our dinner, so after one hour of trying to explain to me that living with an Irish guy is a gift from God, I have accepted for him to sleep at my house tonight.

"We are Irish, we are a nation, we will be green in the clover fields!" He terribly sang in the shower.

"Shut up!" I screamed once again, but he didn't seem to hear me." A real gift from God.. " Not trying to hide the irony, I murmured under my nose, settling down in my bed and waiting until my computer turns on.

"We are the Irish! We are a nation!" Niall tried to outvoice the sound of the water flowth, as if deliberately trying to provoke me. Trying to ignore him, I finally opened the god damn comment which I couldn't forget all dinner.

"Who would have thought that my story will get anyone's attention? I still can not believe it. All my lifetime I have only heard wishes that I would disappear from this world, because my existance interrupts peoples' breathing and now, reading your comments, I still can't believe that they are actually ment to be for me. I can only say two single words that I rarely use in my life - thank you. Thank you for living my thoughts, words and painful experience throughout this. I have attained many requests to share my contact information , so you will see that at the end of the message. I hope that I could help you to find your very own charm and so that it doesn't die, hopefully I could learn to be joyful for the small things that happen.

Valentina Mendez                                                                                                                                        Ireland Mullingar                                                                                                                                                    St . Patrick 669A                                                                                                                           stopfeelingugly@yahoo.com"

Would you believe me, if I said that after reading the address I opened my mouth? Literally.

"Niall!" I screamed and it didn't even sound like my voice anymore." Damn, Niall!" I rushed to the bathroom.

"Harry!" He screamed like a girl and rolled himself in the shower curtain."Okay, okay, I won't sing anymore!"

"Do you know Valentina Mendez?" I was nervous, but Niall's face reflected noticeable confusion .

"W - what?" He stuttered and pointed his finger to the towel." Pass that to me and turn away."

"You heard me." I threw him the white, soft towel and said with my back towards him.