Another Chance at Destiny ( Harry Styles Fanfic) [Editing]

Prologue

Harry's POV

"Does anyone want another beer?" Niall asks as he stand up from his seat.

"Yeah please mate." I say to Niall to which he nods. He looks over to Liam, who is sat next to me.

"No thanks Nialler, I've still got some left." Liam says as he holds up his glass, showing that his glass is still half full. Niall then looks at Zayn.

"I'm leaving in a minute, so no thanks" Zayn says as he shakes his head. Niall then looks at Louis, and Louis smiles.

"Yeah, alright then. Thanks Niall." Louis says. Niall nods and walks to the bar.

"I really don't think you or Niall should be having another drink, Harry." Liam tells me.

"Oh well." I say to Liam as I go to pick my glass but instead I don't clasp it tight enough and drops to the floor. It smashes everywhere, covering my feet in the remainders of my beer.

"Yep. Definitely shouldn't be having another drink. I will be having that when Niall comes back." Liam says. I frown at him.

"What! Why are you treating me like a child!" I say annoyed, but when I realise I slurred at the end of my sentence I realise he's right. We weren't planning to get drunk tonight as we have to be up early tomorrow but I guess I got a bit carried away.

"Fine! You can have my drink when Niall gets back." I say as I slump back down into my chair. Liam smiles but then frowns as there is a sudden loud smash behind us. I turn around and see Niall laughing and only hope he wasn't the cause of the loud smash. When he gets back to the table I realise he's only got two drinks in his hand and then I know he's the cause.

"Did you see me drop that glass back there! It was hilarious!" He says as he puts Louis' drink in front of Louis and his own drink in front of him. I guess Liam won't be having my drink anyway.

"Sorry Harr. It was your drink I dropped and I couldn't be bothered to get another one." He says whilst laughing a little bit. Niall goes to take a sip of his drink but Zayn takes it off of him.

"I'll be having that." Zayn says. Niall looks at him in shock.

"What the hell are you doing!" Niall says.

"You've had way to much to drink and I think it's time for you to go home." Zayn says. "We have to be up early tomorrow."

"Oh yeah! I totally forgot!" Niall says as he face palms. "I'll go now." He says as he stands back up from his seat.

"I'll come with you. I think I've had too much as well." I tell him as I stand up also. We grab our coats from the back of our chairs and then head out of the pub. Luckily no one saw us come into the pub and no one recognised us in there, so there are no fans about. We ordered our driver to go back to the hotel as we didn't want people to recognise our car, so now we have to walk back. Niall and I are chatting and laughing but then he stops.

"Why don't we go a short cut." Niall suggests.

"Okay. What's the short cut?" I ask. He points down a dark alleyway which looks unsafe. "I don't know Niall. It doesn't look safe."

"C'mon! No one's going to hurt you! I've been down this alley before with Louis, when we were last here." He says. We've only been here, in Manchester, once before. Before I can even say anything Niall is already pulling me down the alley.

"Are you sure you know where your going?" I ask. Niall's pretty drunk and he usually doesn't make good decisions when he's drunk.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Like I said just now, I've been this way before." He says. We walk for a little while and everything seems OK. We start to chat and laugh again but stop when we hear people laughing around the corner. When we walk around we see about five men, who look to be in their twenties, messing around.

"Let's go back." I say to Niall, pulling his arm so he'll turn around.

"Agreed." Niall says but as we go to turn around one of the men spot us.

"Hey! Who's there?" The man asks. Niall stupidly turns back around and answers him.

"Only us!" Niall shouts back. Stupid, drunk Niall.

"Niall shut up!" I whisper in his ear.

"Aw, are you giving him a kiss?" Another man asks. "Fags."

"We're just trying to get through." I say as I try to walk past him. He grabs my arm and stops me from walking.

"Hey, mate, get off of him." Niall says.

"I'm not your mate!" The man spits at Niall. "I'm not mates with fags!" This is really starting to piss me off. First off, we're not even gay, but so what if we were, and secondly, this is Niall's fault. Why couldn't we just go the long way instead of going through this stupid shortcut.

"We're not gay!" Niall tries to explain, but it's no use.

"Oh really. It looked like it." The man says. "You people disgust me! Grab them!" When I hear his words, I try to run but realise he's still got my arm. Another man grabs Niall and he can't get away either. These guys are strong.

"Let go of me!" I yell.

"I don't think I will." He says, amusement clear in his voice. I try to get free from his grasp but then another one of the men grab me and I'm completely stuck. They're much bigger than us and much stronger.

"Please just let us go." Niall says, looking so innocent that it makes me even more worried for him than I was before. The man that has a hold of me reaches in his pockets and gets out a pocket knife. I look at it in shock and fright.

"No, no, no, no, no..." I repeat over and over again as the knife comes closer and closer to me.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes..." The man says, mocking me. Suddenly I feel a sharp pain in my stomach and realise that he has stabbed me.

"Nooooo!" Niall screams at the top of his lungs. "Harry!"

"Harry?" The man asks. "As in Harry Styles from that gay ass band One Direction? I thought I recognised you from somewhere. This is going to be even better." I can't really process everything he is saying as the pain is so unbearable. I can feel the blood running down my stomach and down onto my jeans. I start to feel faint but try to fight back the urge to sleep. I know that's never a good sign.

"This is all my fault...this is all my fault..." I hear Niall whisper over and over again. It breaks my heart to hear him say that. I don't want him to feel guilty. Again I feel the knife stab me but in another part of my stomach.

"No! Stop!"" Niall pleads.

"Shut up!" Another man shouts at Niall and from the corner of my eye I see him hold a knife to Niall's neck. Everything starts to fade black and this time I can't fight the urge. I'm losing too much blood.

The last thing I see is tears roll down Niall's cheeks and then the world around me becomes black.

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A/N I hope you all like the prologue to this story. I'm probably not going to put Chapter 1 up until I finish my other story Taken and Trapped and I'm sorry if it's going to annoy you.

dedicated to @intersidereal as she made the cover :) Thanks so much!!!

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~Chloe~