RDJ Imagines

A Removal

Harry Lockhart Imagine

(Obviously, I re-made the scene, but the original is the video up top 😊)
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I walked up to Harry's hotel room, stopping in front of the door; knocking lightly.

I heard footsteps come to the door, and the door unlock.

Harry opened the door, and stood before me with a light smile on his face.

"Hey." Harry said.

"Hi." I smiled. "You gonna invite me in or..." I chuckled.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, I was just looking at you." He said, as he invited me inside. "You look nice."

"Thanks, but you do realize I'm in sweatpants, and I'm rocking a messy ass bun." I said.

"So, I think your stunning in anything you're wearing." He said, closing the door. I went to sit on his couch. I tried not to blush.

"But um, I heard what happened. Perry told me before you came." Harry said, as he joined me on the couch.

"With Harmony?"

"Yeah..." He said, and I looked away.

"I... I don't know why she would do that. I'm still shocked..." I looked back at him. "I was her best friend, and I never knew she was suicidal."

"Maybe she didn't want you to worry about her." He said.

"I worried about her anyways. Showbiz for her was just enough." My eyes were getting a little watery. "She was like my sister. I wanted nothing but the best for her, and if she would've told me that she was suicidal I could've helped her."

"Come here." Harry said, holding his arms out. I scooted over to him, and he gave me a hug. Harry kissed my forehead, and brushed a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Everything is going to be ok baby." He comforted me. Harry's soothing voice was somewhat calming me down. I looked up at him.

"Promise me." I said.

"I promise." Harry responded. We both looked at the door when we heard a knock. I wiped my tears away, and Harry got up to answer.

The person behind the door was knocking frantically.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Harry said, going to the door. He opened it, and my jaw fell to the floor.

"Harmony?" I whispered with wide eyes. She was drenched from the rain, and had straggly clothes on. Her eyes were red, and I'm guessing she was crying also.

I quickly got up from the couch and ran to her, engulfing her in a hug.

"She's dead." She said, beginning to cry on my shoulder.

"What?" I broke the hug.

"My sister's dead." Harmony said, as more tears fell. Harry and I stood there speechless.

I brought her inside, and Harry went in the bedroom to get her a change of clothes.

Time skip...

"--and they said they found her in her hotel room dead. She killed herself! And it was a bullet wound. But the crazy part is that she had my information, my info! There was a mixup. Isn't that crazy?" Harmony explained.

She was pacing back and forth in front of Harry and I as we sat on the couch watching her intensely. She had a cigarette in one hand, and the other running through her hair every five seconds.

"I mean I think that's insane! No wonder a few hundreds were missing from my bank account... She had my bank info too!" She said, walking to me. Then she got on her knees.